Young people party, because they can. Have seen more than a few school-marmish posts accusing young people

of not caring about how their unmasked close encounters effect the old...always the old, as if the old are the center of the universe.  Well guess what!  Most of us, below the age of 65 or 70, were taught evolution - that is, we are animals.  Animals are born, they seek a mate and reproduce, next year or so they seek another mate...rinse and repeat a few times.  Where evolution rules, the (surviving) young grow up quickly, and have no need for the old.  The old no longer reproduce - either because those systems are shutting down, or more like the old simply cannot cut it, competition-wise.

The muuseech you are hearing is "Glory Days."  Think that was done by Bruce Springsteen, but anyway, who cares.  Because the real heroes are the doctors and nurses, the store cashiers, the cops, the (for-real) preachers, the firemen, the roofers...  Rock-stars athletes and actors are fluff - society would do just fine without them.  Anyway...

Sort of makes me laugh when the boomers - smugly wrapped in their properties/portfolios (and blabbing their good fortune on the net - yikes, that's not smart...but anyway) expect the young - who don't know if their job will last into October / where they're going to find the $1,100 for the postage stamp in which they currently are living - uh yeah, why not blow off some steam and go have a bit of fun!!!

The lack of empathy in boomer-land is just astounding.  But then again, i keep forgetting, that empathy and evolution - are usually, if not always - mutually exclusive.