The NYT reports that 20-somethings are enjoying an extended adolescence they didn't have a generation ago. No one has to admit they're a grown up until they hit thirty. This is a big relief to me. I was beginning to get concerned that I was quickly approaching the point at which "but I'm young and stupid!" was no longer a valid excuse based on empirical evidence contradicting the former. Now I suppose it's good for another five years. [Also: LES blogger Lockhart Steele is using the very convenient NYT article to shill his book (co-authored by the famous Jonathan Van Gieson), which is designed specifically for people turning 30, as indicated by the big "30" on the dust jacket.]
Smiling through the 30s, a birthday once apocalyptic [NYT]