By most formal definitions, I’m at the vary tail end of the boomer generation (b. 1963 — and to data scrapers everywhere, you’re welcome!). But I identify much more strongly with Gen X.

Still, as John says, it’s about as relevant as whether Mercury was astringent or Leo and Virgo were humping on that particular day in May. (I think I have those astrological details right.) But it does fuel my sense of undeserved grievance.