Reports of Gen Z’s Lameness Are Greatly Exaggerated

I graduated from Yale in May. For the past four years, I’ve existed in an oasis filled with 18-24 year olds whose primary responsibilities include schoolwork, extracurricular activities, and making friends. College often felt like it was folding into itself—I submitted problem sets the night before a new one was assigned, I danced to the same songs in the same rooms over and over again, and thought I deserved to know everyone else’s business.