They think they know everything and are always quite sure about it.

I'm Angela Duckworth.

I'm Stephen Dubner.

And you're listening to No Stupid Questions.

Today on the show, how can we heal the tension between generations?

Don't you sort of want to kill off the old people?

Also, what's wrong with taking

pictures and videos of major life events? Put away your phone. It's the Olympics. Damn it.

Angela, we have a question from a listener named Jenny Layden, who is 51 years old. How old are you?

That's my age. What a great age, Jenny. Unless Jenny is Angela. Did you perhaps write in

to your own show under a pseudonym? I'm pretty sure I haven't, but read me the question. Maybe it was

me. Jenny writes in to say this. I am a 51-year-old

person who increasingly finds it difficult to listen to, empathize with, and tolerate the often

very loud voices of people in their 20s. That's not me, Stephen. No, I was kidding, because you're a

college professor and you love the people in their 20s.

The 20s are a great decade.

So, Jenny wants to know, was I that annoying then?

And how can I, as an older and questionably wiser member of the human race, engage in a productive way with these children in adult bodies without being a condescending jerk, without dismissing

them entirely, or letting their hypercritical and ignorantly uninformed viewpoints and or

very loud voices make my head explode. I think Jenny may have issues beyond not liking people in their

20s. But I like Jenny so much, children and adult bodies.

I think this is where the problem really rises because as Jenny writes further, I'm currently

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