Generation what?

I was lying in bed last night, in that floaty inspiration of a state just breaths from sleep, when the stupidest thought knocked me solidly back to giddy wakefulness.

I thought of Blogger and Facebook and Myspace. And Slate and LiveJournal. And then pondered images of OkCupid, Friendster, and Xanga.

And it occured to me. We've been called Generation Y and Why, and on a more corporate level, Generation Next and the MTV Generation. But you know what we should really be called?

Generation Self-Whore.

I swear to god, if there's a way to create little shrines to ourselves, we'll find it.