What have millennials to feel guilty about?
Frank at large...
Let me put something on the record before I even start. I like millennials. I own three of them, rearing them all to a standard where they are capable of going out into the world and making no more of a bags of it than anyone else.
I am aware too that the talented, witty and self-deprecating columnist who usually fills this page with fancy turns of phrase is herself of that very generation.
I don't want to insult any of the above. Nor, I should add, the undergrads I study with every day as a mature student at Trinity.