My father was born in 1908, grandfather in 1870, my great-grandfather was born in 1837, died in 1913, and served in the Confederate Army. What do I deserve for that? Nothing. That's what I expected and that's what I got. I've paid my own way since I was 16, no help, no handouts, nobody paying for my education, housing, meals, nothing I couldn't grab for myself. I didn't even feel like I could afford a phone until 1980. I borrowed money on a new vehicle in 1978 and never borrowed for one since. Ditto for housing, had a 20 year mortgage on my first house, paid it off in 10 and it's a rental now. My current home was built out of pocket. The biggest evil in the world is debt.
Even so, I have sympathy for people coming of age in these completely weird days.