Somewhere around 2085, give or take a few years, the last baby boomer will die. But their story is not, in the end, a story about age.
It is the biography of a system of capitalism in its most confident, expansive and self-mythologising phase. The Boomers were not the authors of that story so much as its children and its protagonists, born into a time when growth was god and history appeared to have direction.
The last Boomer
The age of promise