They can’t move because Mommy’s basement is comfy.
SOmetimes in order to move one has to down size. Over the years with the various moves I have made, I can carry most everything in my car. I do have books that I pack and drop ship to my new location but it does not cost all that much. I learned to do this while in my twenties. As I get ready to retire and move to be closer to my daughter, I am glad I have little to hold me here.
I'm glad the pilgrims, pioneers and 19th and early 20th century immigrants didn't have that attitude.............
Sitting back scorning the people you bore. What the f? are you?
I have noticed the same thing. I think a lot of people are afraid to be stuck even further away from family and support networks when this faux-recovery falls apart.
Here’s the problem.
A relative of mine was telling me of her job search back when she graduated high school (1950).
She got two good job offers. One from a railroad company, one from a steel company. Both paid good money and offered chances for advancement.
Where are those jobs now? The railroad is but a shadow of what it once was. The manufacturing jobs are mostly gone, gone to China.
The opportunities that my relative had simply do not exist today.
Generation Y was betrayed. Betrayed by stupid politicians and greedy unions.
But...
But...
Chicks dig guys still living in mommy’s basement, right??
THERE AREN'T ANY JOBS TO MOVE FOR!
WHERE THERE ARE JOBS (NORTH DAKOTA) PEOPLE ARE FLOCKING TO THEM!
They are not moving to North Dakota for the weather!
If any of these kids are willing to weld, learn to be a CNC operator, or become a machinist there are large numbers of companies here in WI that would hire them in a hear beat if they were willing to do the work. We don’t have a shortage of jobs, we have a shortage of willing workers.
Not only be hired, but often starting wages above 50,000/year. Cost of living in many of these small towns is miniscule and their loans could be paid off a hell of a lot quicker than sitting in Mom’s basement decrying not finding something in their field of work.
People are leaving every day for the greener pastures and tough work of oil patch jobs in North Dakota and these kids are complaining about social scenes and having to start over.
I don’t mind generations living together. In fact, it makes sense. Built-in babysitters. Companionship. Saving money. It also teaches humility and sacrifice. There’s a reason why Catholic religious live in community.
If that doesn’t interest anyone, then remember that socialists hate this kind of living arrangement. Strong families are the best bulwark against the omnipotent state.
The only negative regards lazy young men.”Those who won’t work, shouldn’t eat.” Sometimes they have to be kicked out, as a last resort.
In all fairness to GenY, they’ve been completely screwed over by their greedy, gimme-gimme parents, who’ve put the US in an unsolvable debt crisis and chased millions of jobs out of the country.
It was easy for me to pack up and leave CA for Seattle in 1990 because I knew I’d find a job.
Would I do it today? I don’t think so. Not with what’s been done to the economy.
I'd like a Viking 70 but I can't afford it.
I, too, am an Xer who has more than once purged his belongings and hit the road for a brighter future. I have been fortunate that these choices (coast to coast, two round trips) have been worthwhile.
But I wouldn’t exclude our generation from a fair share of those sticking to the safety of their hometowns. When I return “home” to where my father lives, I am struck by the number of former friends and classmates who haven’t moved more than 5 miles from where they lived as teenagers. And I’m not talking about rural America, but a rather large and prosperous suburb of a mid-size metropolitan area.
I was one who got the diploma and sought to explore new worlds (seek out new life...) But I believe the large majority of our generation (if my experience is representative) opted to stay close to home. To each his own, I guess.
I don’t see why one would just “want to move,” without a reason - such as a job offer - to go a certain place. We moved often when I was growing up because my father was in the Navy. Then my husband, children, and I moved six time in eight years. (Migrant IT work.)
However, nearly my parents nor my husband and I ever said, “Hey, let’s move to Cleveland! I hear it’s great!” and went. We moved because it was required. It seems to me that the time for a move far away from parents’ home is when you choose a college. That way, you’re in place when you apply for jobs after graduation. My parents lived in Virginia Beach, and I went to college in San Antonio, and then lived and worked there for six years after graduation.
I think young people have things backwards by expecting opportunity in large urban areas, and they have not been well served by their educators as we know.
I have learned that small towns and rural areas do have jobs for competent people, and competency is at a premium in small rural towns. The people are much nicer than in the big cities, and the living is less expensive.
Exurbs, young people. That’s your future.
As soon as she graduated from university my hard-driving, go-getter, conquer-the-world daughter spent a summer at home working 70-hour weeks at her former summer job and saving the money. Then she took what she called a “big girl” job with a company which is about 3 hours away if the weather is good, and forever if it’s not. She loves her job, but the whole family is all regretting the distance and we all wish she had been able to find a job closer to home. Slogging back and forth to see each other is very expensive and difficult. Mailing stuff is a pain in the neck. We don’t have each other’s help and hands-on support when needed.
This is why I discourage people from going to college too far away from home. It breaks up the traditional family system on which this country was built.
Hmmm. Maybe the government should pay for it. It could be an add on payment to the contraception subsidy.