Gas prices across Tennessee have fallen 52 cents over the past two months, according to AAA.
The state average on Sunday was $2.17, down seven cents from a week ago, 34 cents from last month, and 9 cents from this time last year. AAA
“Gas prices in Tennessee could drop another 5 to 8 cents this week, but should level off soon,” said Mark Jenkins, AAA spokesman. “Pump prices are close to catching up with the recent crude price plunge.
“However, oil prices are beginning to increase, after (Organization of Petroleum Exporting Countries — OPEC) announced a production cut agreement on Friday. Regardless, drivers should continue to enjoy low gas prices through the end of the year, unless oil prices suddenly spike.”
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Oil prices rallied Friday after OPEC announced it would cut production by 1.2 million barrels per day for the next six months. This will likely lead to higher gas prices, according to AAA, given that about half of the cost motorists pay at the pump is based on the cost of crude oil used to make gasoline.
In Memphis, the current average for a gallon of regular is $2.11, according to AAA.
Across the state, the most expensive gas price averages were Nashville ($2.28), Johnson City ($2.28), and Clarksville-Hopkinsville ($2.22)
The least expensive gas price averages were Cleveland ($2.01), Chattanooga ($2.01), and Knoxville ($2.10).
The single most memorable Tiger basketball game at FedExForum since the building opened (in 2004) is the Tennessee game played on February 23, 2008. That Saturday night, downtown Memphis was the center of the college basketball universe as top-ranked and undefeated Memphis — led by freshman sensation Derrick Rose — faced the second-ranked Vols, a program surging at the time under third-year coach Bruce Pearl. Alas, the visitors snuck away with a win (66-62), though the outcome wasn’t decided until the final minute. The four-year-old Forum almost blew its lid.
Penny Hardaway’s Tigers will host the Vols this Saturday, the first time in almost six years the cross-state sometimes-rivals have played. It will be the first time in almost seven years that the Big Orange — basketball chapter — has taken the floor in Memphis, and only the third time since that one-two tussle of 2008. Ranked third in the country and slayers last weekend of top-ranked Gonzaga, the Vols make the 2018-19 Tiger season stronger merely by being on the schedule. Should the Tigers pull off an upset Saturday, the game could be a definitive snapshot from Hardaway’s rookie season as coach. Larry Kuzniewski
The Bartow Bash
So why aren’t the Vols on the Tigers’ schedule every year? And what about UAB? (Memphis beat the Blazers last Saturday at FedExForum.) The UAB program is a Memphis cousin, having been founded by the great Gene Bartow, the coach who led the Tigers to the brink of a national championship in 1973. As fellow members, first, of the Great Midwest Conference (Hardaway remembers those days well) and later Conference USA, Memphis and UAB played each other every season from 1990-91 through 2012-13, usually twice and, now and then, three times (when they met in a league tourney). This wasn’t 1980s Memphis State-Louisville, but it was a familiar foe, a regional rival, and it felt good to beat the Blazers, painful to lose to them.
Memphis has 13 nonconference games on its schedule this season. Three are determined somewhat by the luck (up or down) of a holiday tournament. This means Hardaway and Memphis athletic director Tom Bowen have 10 chances to make the kind of mark that 1) helps the Tiger program grow and 2) sells the Tiger program to the regional — better yet, national — market Memphis craves. Kentucky has been tossed around in casual conversation as a future Tiger opponent, and let’s hope that happens while John Calipari is still wearing Lexington blue. But gazing further ahead, Memphis needs to secure annual meetings that feed both the program and its fan base.
The Tigers should play Tennessee every year, just as Kentucky faces Louisville. I’ve yet to hear a counterpoint to this argument that holds water. Former Memphis coach Josh Pastner was said to fear losing recruits to Knoxville if the Tigers played the Vols. If Memphis becomes second-fiddle to the University of Tennessee in basketball, far more has been lost than a five-star forward.
In addition to Tennessee, Memphis should schedule two of the following three programs annually: UAB, Arkansas, and Ole Miss. The Bluff City centers a tri-state region and should build on its scattered history with the Razorbacks and Rebels. And UAB belongs in the mix for the Bartow connection alone. It’s a legacy worth keeping and cultivating. Call this annual meeting the “Bartow Bash” and two programs would be better for it.
Hardaway acknowledges the importance of familiar foes in college basketball. “It’s great for the city of Memphis,” he said after the UAB win. “To have UAB, Tennessee, and we can probably try to get Louisville back. We’re gonna have Ole Miss next year. It’s a beautiful thing. It gives siblings, family members, and friends bragging rights for the year. I’m really going to enjoy those games.”
You know that contempt bred by familiarity? It happens to also be an adrenaline booster, fuel for a Memphis program on the rise, but still climbing.
The piercing, pubescent squeals that were prevalent during the Kobe Bryant days weren’t there Saturday night, but the horde of Memphis area Laker fans still got what they came to see, as the LeBron James-led version of the Lakers dominated the not-so-home team 111-88. After struggling to find their rhythm early in the season, LeBron’s Lakers have since found their stride and unfortunately the Grizzlies were caught up in the middle of them flexing their new-found muscle.
Down by as many as 29 points, the Grizzlies, who were playing on the second night of a back-to-back, and their third game in four nights, had no answer for what looked like LeBron and company playing NBA 2k on rookie difficulty. Everything fell early for the Lakers, and what didn’t fall found a way to end up back in someone wearing purple’s hands. The Lakers ran away with the rebound total 57-36, as Tyson Chandler and Javale McGee combined for 24.
Adding to the deflation of the evening and the stench of freshly purchased Lakers jerseys was the barrage of three-pointers made by the visitors — namely from Kyle Kuzma, Josh Hart, and Kentavious Caldwell-Pope, who had four each. James also almost messed around and got a triple-double with 20 points, eight rebounds, and nine assists. On a positive note for the Grizzlies, Wayne Selden had a productive game, scoring 17 points in his nearly 21 minutes after returning from an injury that had sidelined him the past few games.
Selden downplayed his individual performance and spoke about the team’s lack of effort, instead: “The stuff we didn’t do tonight is stuff we’re capable of,” said Selden. “Boxing out, getting to shooters, and stuff like that; we just didn’t do it tonight like we should have been.”
Every team has games during the season where they flat-out lay an egg, and this game in front of a pro-Lakers crowd was amongst the most rotten eggs possible. There is always a feeling of resentment when the opposing team’s fans come in droves, and the Grizzlies’ performance didn’t offer much in the way of defense for the home team. The line at the Wing Guru inside FedExForum seemed even longer than usual, with fans that tapped out on the game, figuring an order of Honey Suicide wings would be better than the slow death they were seeing on the court.
But like all things, the game finally came to an end. In typical and expected fashion, the LeBron/Laker fans left in bunches — prematurely — as their king made his final exit from the court with about three minutes to go. James missed his last game in Memphis, due to rest, but in this one his devoted following was given plenty to be as obnoxiously giddy about as possible.
Okay, Grizzlies, you guys took the night off on this one, but enough of this. You have a bounce-back season to finish. Here’s to more effort, fewer tired legs, more rebounds and fewer reasons to give fans who come to see the road team something to cheer about.
Let’s call it the Bartow Bash and make it an annual affair.
For only the second time since departing Conference USA after the 2012-13 season, Memphis hosted the UAB Blazers Saturday afternoon at FedExForum. Longtime rivals in both the Great Midwest Conference (Penny Hardaway’s playing days) and C-USA, the Tigers and Blazers share the legacy of Gene Bartow, the College Basketball Hall of Famer who coached Memphis State to the 1973 Final Four and founded the UAB program in 1978. Under a banner honoring Bartow in the FEF rafters, the Tigers pulled away early — hitting seven of nine three-point attempts over the game’s first 12 minutes — to earn the win and improve to 5-4 for the season. The loss drops UAB to 6-3 (and 11-38 alltime against Memphis). Larry Kuzniewski
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“A total group effort,” emphasized Tiger coach Penny Hardaway. “So many contributors today. I’m very excited about the direction we’re heading. We’ve still got work to do, but I’m proud of the effort today.”
Freshman guard Tyler Harris led the way for the Tigers with 24 points. He hit four three-pointers and connected on 10 of 11 shots from the foul line. In his fifth straight game off the Memphis bench, Kyvon Davenport scored 21 points in 25 minutes and led the Tigers with eight rebounds. The senior forward seems to like the supporting role. “It doesn’t matter if I start or not,” said Davenport after the game. “I wasn’t doing so well at the start of the season, and I’m getting more rebounds [coming off the bench]. I like it.”
Davenport drained a key three-pointer after UAB closed a 10-point halftime deficit to four (63-59) with just under 11 minutes left in the game. It was one of three treys (in five attempts) Davenport made in the victory.
“Kyvon is really unstoppable,” said Hardaway. “I haven’t seen any one guy shut Kyvon down. Only he [himself] can shut Kyvon down. Go out there and show these guys they’re not on your level. Play freely. When he plays these type of games — scoring almost a point a minute — we’re going to be tough to beat.”
The Tigers had 18 assists in the game and only 11 turnovers, their best such ratio in nine games. They forced 17 Blazer turnovers and closed out defensively at the arc in the second half, holding UAB to one-of-ten from long range after the Blazers hit eight of 12 three-point attempts before halftime. Larry Kuzniewski
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Senior guard Jeremiah Martin scored 14 points and handed out five assists. Isaiah Maurice was an early factor off the bench, scoring six points, but was limited to 12 minutes of playing time by foul trouble.
Lewis Sullivan led UAB with 14 points, one of five Blazers to reach double figures in the scoring column.
The victory gives Hardaway his first winning streak as a head coach, if but two games. The Tigers will now have a week off before facing one of their toughest tests of the season.
“The guys are starting to understand our schemes,” said Hardaway. “They’re starting to take charges, get 50-50 balls. We didn’t box out as well as we should have today, but we’re well aware of those mistakes. It’s all hands on deck next weekend against Tennessee, because they’re a very good team.”
Currently ranked 7th in the country, the Vols visit FedExForum on December 15th for the first time since the 2011-12 season. Tip-off is scheduled for 11 a.m.
NOTE: Coach Hardaway bobbleheads were given to the first 7,500 fans in attendance at Saturday’s game. The rookie coach appreciated the promotion: “I’ve had bobbleheads before, of course, but never in a suit.”
This Thursday, at the age of 84, the legendary saxophonist Johnny “Ace” Cannon, Jr. passed away in Calhoun City, Mississippi, where he settled in his fifties and very near his place of birth. But he grew up and defined his style in Memphis, and both the man and his distinctive playing on records for the Hi and Fernwood labels will be forever associated with this city.
Cannon, backed by Bill Black’s Combo, catapulted to fame in 1961 with “Tuff,” his first single on Hi Records, which peaked at #17 on the U.S. pop charts, #3 on the R&B charts. With that first shot across the bow, he defined a style that served him well for over half a century. He continued playing sax (and golfing) right up to the end.
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Local reed man extraordinaire Jim Spake has a few thoughts on Cannon’s influence and sound. “My mom had the Tuff album. She had that and the Boots Randolph record with ‘Yakety Sax’ on it. I guess ‘Yakety Sax’ was her John Coltrane, and ‘Tuff’ was her Cannonball. But Ace Cannon was seriously the first saxophone I probably ever heard on the old hi-fi at home. I think simplicity was his thing. He wasn’t trying to be something he wasn’t. He just played the song. That’s what people liked about him, you know? And he came out of that whole Bill Black thing.”
Indeed, it was Hi co-founder and Bill Black’s Combo producer Joe Cuoghi who nicknamed Cannon “Ace,” but his influence didn’t stop there. As detailed in Jimmy McDonough’s Soul Survivor: A Biography of Al Green(still the best source on Hi’s pre-Green history), Cuoghi played a large role in defining the style of the combo, Hi’s first hit makers. Sometimes against the band’s better judgement, he would strip the arrangement down to the basics, and slow the tempo so plenty of space hung in the mix. You can hear his influence for yourself on this hit from 1960.
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This was the sound of the combo and Hi Records just before Johnny Cannon, Jr showed up and replaced saxophonist Martin Wills. Bare bones and more than a little wacky, the combo’s sound was a perfect match for the player they’d come to call Ace. But while Bill Black’s Combo reigned on both the pop and the R&B charts for a time, Cannon’s own musical upbringing was decidedly more country.
Speaking to George Klein on WYPL TV-18 about his early days, Cannon recalled his first experiences as a performer. “I started playing when I was ten years old. With my father [Johnny Cannon, Sr.]. He played guitar and fiddle. Remember [renowned local DJ] Joe Manuel? They used to have a group called “Joe, Slim & Johnny – the Yodeling Cabbies”. They were all cab drivers. And I was singing at the time instead of playing the horn. And then [my father] picked me up and told me, ‘Anything you wanna play at school, I’ll get ya one.’ … The only saxophone they had was an old baritone saxophone that was twice the size that I was. Then I found out they made different sizes! I told him I wanted to play alto, and we took it out in the back seat of the car, and I played “Beer Barrel Polka.”
Playing with various groups, including (according to this anonymous bio) Buck ‘Sniffy’ Turner & his Buckaroos, Clyde Leoppard and the Snearly Ranch Boys, and Billy Lee Riley’s Little Green Men, Cannon’s tastes and influences expanded. “Earl Bostic was my favorite,” he told Klein. Yet, to create what would become an R&B hit, he reached way back to a country blues his father had likely played, “Columbus Stockade Blues.”
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As Cannon recalls, “Me and Johnny [Bernero] was messing around with a tune called ‘Cattywampus.’ It was the old ‘Columbus Stockade Blues,’ and we changed it to ‘Cattywampus,’ and we got Bill Justis to do it. After they had a hit on ‘Raunchy,’ he put out ‘Cattywampus.'”
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Just hearing the Bill Justis record is an object lesson on the Hi Records sound, and its perfect fit with Cannon’s style. Whereas “Cattywampus” is crowded with band members all playing full-on, that same song, as “Tuff,” became a study in restraint. Describing Cuoghi’s production methods at Hi’s Royal Studios, Cannon told McDonough, “He’d be right there in that engineerin’ room, and if I got off the track just a little bit, tryin’ to play Earl Bostic, a little jazz, he’d say, ‘Stop the tape, stop the tape — tell him to stick to the melody!’ I was his favorite artist, and he wasn’t afraid to tell nobody, either.”
As Spake explains, the simplicity is the key. “They didn’t dress things up, Bill Black. When I play ‘Tuff’ live, I like to play it like the record. I ain’t trying to bring nothin’ new to ‘Tuff.’ If you listen to it, it’s the dumbest song in the world, but it’s great. Much Memphis shit is like that, you know? Like ‘Last Night.'”
He explains further, “They just play the melody, AABA BA. Done. You know, it’s probably two and a half minutes long, if that. And there’s no solos, you know? There’s no improvisation. It’s just playing the melody with feel. I think more people could learn from that.”
Brilliant as “Tuff” and his many other Hi Records tracks were, many now know the name Ace Cannon from another source. As Klein remarks, “I remember I used to see those TV commercials for you and Al Hirt late at night.” Spake, too, remembers them with some amusement.
“There were these TV commercials for Ace Cannon,” he recalls. “Gee, I wish I could see one now. Ace Cannon Plays the Hits, or whatever. You know those cheesy local commercials, where the titles are scrolling by? And you hear him play six beats of any given song. I remember one was ‘The Beautiful Blue Danube.’ And he would go da da dee da dahhh, dut dut, dut dut. You’re supposed to go up an octave at the end. And he wouldn’t make the octave. Like, why go to the extra trouble? Keep it simple.”
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They say television and radio signals from decades ago were beamed into space and will continue into the cosmos indefinitely. If so, let’s close by imagining both “Tuff” and those latter-day commercials speeding along through the galaxy, scrolling into infinity, carrying Ace’s message to any who will listen: “Keep it simple.”
“The son of God, Jesus Christ, He is the only one I’ve ever met who can handle my junk“: Hugh Freeze, former coach for Briarcrest and Ole Miss who’s been tapped to head Liberty University‘s football program.
Sure, turning your two Mississippi River bridges into a nightly light-show is awesome; all the cool cities are doing that sort of thing, and it’s something Elvis would have wanted, I’m almost certain. But Friedberg, Germany, where Sergeant Presley was stationed from October 1958 to March 1960, has taken advantage of a more subtle lighting opportunity that out-Memphises Memphis.
Elvis Presley Platz (Elvis Presley Square) in Friedberg, has been equipped with Elvis-themed pedestrian traffic lights. Green dancing Elvis means go; red singing Elvis means stop.
Wouldn’t it be nice to see some of these downtown with Rufus Thomas in caution yellow showing us how to “Push & Pull?”
Stop, Look, Listen: Friedberg Germany Gives the King a Go
Nicole Mitchell doesn’t identify as a beatmaker or an electronic artist, although she’s begun to add more electronic elements to her solo performances. The genre-defying flutist and educator has roots in improv and experimental hip-hop, and branches that stretch toward jazz, classical, gospel, pop, and African percussion. Mitchell’s a composer and the founder of Black Earth ensemble. She’s regularly named Flutist of the Year by the jazz journal Downbeat Magazine. Threads of futurism and transcendentalism tie all the pieces together.
This week, Crosstown Arts and the electronic music podcast Sonosphere are teaming up to bring Mitchell to town to perform and lead a panel discussion titled Afrofuturism: Building Communities.
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“A lot of my projects are inspired by science fiction,” Mitchell says, describing her relationship to the idea of Afrofuturism, and naming groundbreaking author Octavia Butler as a direct influence on performances and recordings dating back to 2007. “Nobody knew what Afrofuturism was back then, but then the movie Black Panther came along,” she says.
“Afrofuturism is about taking science fiction and using it as a tool to help us have a better or different understanding of the social issues we’re dealing with right now,” Mitchell explains. “But it’s set more in a fantasy realm, so people are open enough to accept different points of view. Also, Afrofuturism places black folks in the center of the narrative, unlike traditional science fiction that omits black people most of the time.”
Memphians joining Mitchell on the panel include James Dukes, Danian Jerry, Troy L. Wiggins, and Sharee Renée Thomas.
“Big or small?” is normally the question used to shame tourists into buying larger sizes of beer on Beale, but at the Red Bar it’s just the standard follow-up question when someone orders a martini. Although I’m used to varying sizes of martinis depending on where I am, I never get different options within the same establishment. Enter the Red Bar, the lounge counterpart to Side Street Grill in Overton Square, where size variety is the spice of life.
The Red Bar is lounge-y to the max. It’s dark and smoky with mostly red lights (so it’s not just a clever name), a small, intimate bar of only eight seats, and a raucous, close-knit group of regulars. The night we arrived, Tyler, the bartender, told us it was close to getting very busy because of the Saints-Cowboys game that evening. “Are you a Saints bar or a Cowboys bar?” I asked, since nearly every Overton Square bar has a designation. “Neither,” Tyler said. “Hell, we’re just going to get rowdy at this place anyway, even if no one has a dog in the fight.” Sure enough, the lounge fills up, with the most motley of the crews taking over the community table near the TVs.
Why so rowdy? Having not visited the Red Bar in a couple years, I forgot about their legendary drink menu that lends itself to rowdiness. The drink menu is full of various shooters, all of which can be made into either a small or jumbo-sized martini. The Red Bar doesn’t slack in the shooter department; it contains mixtures that have never before been seen, concoctions immediately forgotten about after leaving college or the Florida panhandle, and abominations normally consumed after losing a bet. Factor in the possibility of any of these drinks being served in a three-ounce martini glass and it stands to reason why, suddenly, the Saints-Cowboys game on the TV is the most important life event ever. I took note of the “Hennything is Possible,” a mixed drink made from Hennessy. If we can fabricate a mixed drink out of Hennessy, then colonizing Mars can’t be far behind.
Tyler, the man at the helm of the bar most nights per week, is the kind of guy everyone wants at their neighborhood watering hole. He greets each person by name as they walk in and immediately pours their drink, handing it to them as they walk past the bar. There’s a gentleman nearby drinking a well whiskey and Fireball on the rocks and Tyler is even making this without judgment. (Then again, after a few Cooter Shooters, martini-style, I wouldn’t be opposed to trying it for kicks.) Everyone should be so lucky to encounter such an able and affable bartender, a man who knows those kinds of secrets about you.
The Red Bar doesn’t just corner the market on shooters; they provide a plethora of delightful daily specials. On Martini Mondays, enjoy their martinis at a discounted price of $5 for small and $10 for a large. Tuesday is Draft and Pasta Night, a carb-laden indulgence of $2.50 pints and $22 pasta dinner for two that includes an appetizer. On Wednesdays, it’s Steak Night. For $34, you’ll get an appetizer and two steaks plus sides and salads. On Thursdays, all import beers are $2.50. There is a two-drink minimum to take advantage of those food specials, but bear in mind they have a reputation as a bar to uphold.
The night we blew into the Red Bar, Tyler already had a small crowd of regulars seated in front of him. We weren’t there for two minutes before we got to know them and fell into the kind of spirited discussion that’s normally reserved for close friends. That speaks to the feel of the place, though; it’s an amiable crew of close friends that will still welcome visitors into their circle. No one is afraid to have the sort of conversation that turns a stranger into a friend, and in Overton Square, a district slowly becoming a little too sterile in some places for some longtime residents, that’s just the feel that I’m seeking.
Divorce, American cheese, and boob-themed restaurants. Banks, brunch, cable television, the workplace, and the rules of written English. What do all these things have in common?
Millennials.
They killed them, and they’re coming for you next. At least, that’s the thesis behind scores of lazy articles that blame a generational cohort for the decline of traditional American institutions like mortgage debt and new car purchases. Millennials’ bloodlust for destruction is surpassed only by their appetite for avocado toast. 2018 is not like 1988, and the only difference is millennials! That’s it, and nothing else.
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Capitalist failures fall at the feet of 22-to-37-year olds, who now comprise the second-largest generation and therefore, apparently, bear the largest share of responsibility for all cultural disruption and the fates of brands such as Applebee’s and Harley-Davidson. And why not? They’re so entitled, with their participation trophies, safe spaces, and other assorted tropes.
Except none of those things impact millennials’ spending decisions. I can’t wait to hear what Generation Z, which has already surpassed millennials in number, has in its crosshairs.
Millennials don’t spend money on road hogs, first, because they can’t afford them, but they’re also not the target audience for a $25,000 motorcycle. And chain restaurants: Offering two four-course dinners for two for under $20 isn’t a convincing pitch for the quality of your food.
Millennials aren’t the only ones turning up their noses. We can cook our own frozen processed dinners, and we’ve been trying to tell y’all. Well-compensated CEOs would rather run bajillion-dollar brands into the ground than start producing products that don’t suck, and it’s a lot easier to blame consumers than face the real reasons people aren’t giving them our money.
Last week, the Federal Reserve Board released a working paper, humorously titled “Are Millennials Different?” that sets the record straight. The short answer is no, not especially. All generations are different. It’s kind of the point. The long answer is that any differences in millennial spending behaviors are attributable not to finicky desires, but to the economic disaster during which they entered the workforce. “Millennials are less well off than members of earlier generations when they were young, with lower earnings, fewer assets, and less wealth,” the study concludes. And the Great Recession could have a permanent impact on them.
I’m no economist, but it sounds to me as if millennials are the victims here, not the villains. Full disclosure: I’m a millennial, and I’m tired of being framed. Pity validation has no cash value, but at least the truth is finally out there.
The full paper can be found at the Federal Reserve Board’s website under “Economic Research,” but here are a few bullet points. Good news: Millennials, on average, have lower debt balances than Generation X did at the same age. However, that’s because it’s a different kind of debt. Millennials have lower mortgage debt because fewer of them have mortgages, because one typically needs credit to procure a loan. Instead, they have more than twice as much student loan debt than their Gen X equivalents did 20 years ago.
On the bright side, millennials are better educated than previous generations … because they came of age at a time when jobs were unattainable without a degree. Their education expenditures are higher, because college tuition costs rose at a higher rate than general inflation. Millennials hold more in their retirement savings than previous generations — but that’s only because pensions are no longer offered. Oh snap, did millennials kill pensions, too? There’s no mention of the percentage of millennials who actually have retirement savings, versus Generation Xers and boomers, by the way. But since millennials have significantly lower net worth than their forebears, one can make an educated guess.
There’s no evidence that millennials’ vehicle preferences are generation-specific tastes, and the study says older generations are responsible for recent shifts in car-buying demographics. Keep that in mind when millennials allegedly kill another vehicle model. (Bet it’ll be minivans.) A lower share of millennial expenses is dedicated to garments and apparel. But not because they killed the mall! Clothing prices just haven’t increased at the same rate as other goods, thanks to imports.
Next time you see a “Millennials killed (fill in the blank)” headline, swap “millennials” for greed, tariffs, technology, robots, or the passage of time. Any of those would be more accurate.
Jen Clarke is an upapologetic Memphian and a digital marketing specialist.
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