I stumbled upon a video of a huge crowd that gathered simply to watch a millennial try to open a can of Spaghetti O's, and struggled. Seriously? There's more than meets the eye with this video.

Before I get to deep on my topic of my concern for the 'Next Generation', I want to let you know that the above video is a fake. It's been edited down to make it look like the millennials have no clue about the simplest of things... like opening a can of Spaghetti O's. That being said, there is still plenty to be concerned about.

I stumble across this video thanks to a post on the Kcountry Mornings Facebook page asking about Super Bowl menu ideas (see post). I was asking for food ideas with the caveat that I'm not the world's greatest cook.

An ole friend of mine (Lisa Ames-Kruse) decided to pick fun at me with about my love for Spaghetti O's.

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That's when loyal Facebook friend Adam Hoffman dug up that video gem at the top of this post.

I laughed and laughed because it was believable, and it looked like how I think most people my age see that hipster crowd's ability to cope in today's world. I did a little research, and I found out that it was a fake video. The video was an excerpt of an 'art' performance piece (web). It was edited down to make it look like the next generation can't even use a can opener.

So I watched the original video. Wow. That video, labeled as art by the millennial crowd in attendance, was weird, and it actually made no sense (at least to me anyway).

I thought about posting the whole video in this post, but I felt a lot of people would get offended by its content. I'll let you search it if you feel the need. Instead, I'll try to describe it without getting to detailed.

The artist, Natacha Stolz, recited her soliloquy as such...

Dirt is all around us. Everything is sh*t. We apply meaning, value, and worth to the s**t surrounding us. We live by this meaning and our words. We live by worth and applied value, but everything is sh*t."

Stolz was a a student at the School of the Art Institute of Chicago at the time of the video's recording. Then she mumbled some sort of chant, and I don't even know how to describe where the Spaghetti's O ended up. Wow!

Honestly, I'm either to old to understand the thought process of the this millennial's video preparing to take over the world, or the message was a first draft with little internal self honesty to edit the rough draft in fear of hurting her personal and fragile ego. I'm guessing a little of both. At any rate, I left it at that. Then I started reading the comments on that video.

The comments left on the YouTube post were ruthless. One person suggested that, "...if you had nothing to say, just get naked." Really? Another posted, "I'd rather die than be in a room with this many hipsters." And finally, "This is what happens when you're not smart, pretty, or talented." Ouch! And the list goes on and on.

What a bunch of elitists. That's what I feel today's society has become, and it's only the beginning of my concern.

One comment read, "That girl needs help and I mean NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!WE AS A WORLD ARE IN SOOOOOOOOOOO MUCH TROUBLE IF THIS IS CONSIDERED ART!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Why is she not in a straight jacket right now,and while you r at it everyone who clapped for her should be going with her to a mental house.This is something I will never be able to unsee, and for that I should make you pay for my psychiatrist visits that now I feel I may need!!!!!!!!!!"

I won't even bother with the grammatical issues I have with the comment, but instead express my concern for yet another lazy individual quick to point out an issue, but their unwillingness to take it upon themselves to help. Instead they blame someone else... and demand restitution (pay for my psychiatrist visits).

If this is how people have decided to treat each other, we're in trouble. Instead of point firing insults demanding restitution, maybe we, as individuals, need to actually step up to help those who have lost their way.

Oh yeah, I'll probably never be able to eat Spaghetti O's ever again.

That's just the two-cents from a guy who is not as young as he once was, but he still feels he has something to offer to the world.

I'll get down off my soapbox now. Godspeed.