I truly adore this statement. Moonstruck was a movie I saw after leaving my first husband, a very non-wolfy guy. He was more like an owly guy. Sweet human being, may he rest in peace, but we were never going to work out. As a human being born on the cusp of late boomer/early gen X who identifies with gen X because 14 lost years (1981-1995) in a cult stole my 20s, this is the best article I've read in a long, long time.