Actually, sionnach, we all are either from the current generation or a previous generation. The next generation is next. Not now. Not yet. Next. See? Tomorrow and tomorrow and all that.
I hate to say this, but I'm afraid you are all mired in the fuzziest of thinking here. Each of us, at the moment of birth, automatically becomes a member of the next generation, as far as our parents are concerned. So, if you were born of woman, and didn't spring straight from the belly of one of the Titans, then you are a member of somebody's "next generation". By the amount of navel-gazing (or omphaloskepsis, if you prefer) that goes on around Wordie, we can be confident that everyone has a navel. So we are all part of the 'next generation', just as it's always cocktail hour somewhere on earth.
From a linguistic perspective, this apparent 'difficulty' is a result of the non-absolute nature of the term 'next', perhaps compounded by the non-specific nature of the word 'generation'.
If you would like an alternate resolution of your paradox, invoking the oddities of time travel and the equivalence of the space-time continuum, it will cost extra.
I should tell you, yarb, that if the bus was a time-machine, it did look as if it was past its use-by date. And that's my best oxymoron so far as I know.
There were no passengers aboard because the next generation isn't here yet...and never will be...'cause they're in the future, which always is ahead of now...?
Palooka has no nipples.
Titans reproduce via belly-springing?
*confused*
I'm not an omphaloskeptic *snoutpout*
That's why the bus was empty.
Maybe it was performance art...
Actually, sionnach, we all are either from the current generation or a previous generation. The next generation is next. Not now. Not yet. Next. See? Tomorrow and tomorrow and all that.
So why was the bus empty, sionnach? Here's an open cheque.
I hate to say this, but I'm afraid you are all mired in the fuzziest of thinking here. Each of us, at the moment of birth, automatically becomes a member of the next generation, as far as our parents are concerned. So, if you were born of woman, and didn't spring straight from the belly of one of the Titans, then you are a member of somebody's "next generation". By the amount of navel-gazing (or omphaloskepsis, if you prefer) that goes on around Wordie, we can be confident that everyone has a navel. So we are all part of the 'next generation', just as it's always cocktail hour somewhere on earth.
From a linguistic perspective, this apparent 'difficulty' is a result of the non-absolute nature of the term 'next', perhaps compounded by the non-specific nature of the word 'generation'.
If you would like an alternate resolution of your paradox, invoking the oddities of time travel and the equivalence of the space-time continuum, it will cost extra.
BTW, do time-travellers take astrologers along with them?
It's a head-scratcher all right.
I think the phrase you're looking for is won't have been.
Or even won't be.
That'd be time-travellers from someone's next generation then. And dontcry's already proven that that can't be. Or wasn't.
Perhaps time-travellers from our future went back to our past, got the bus and added the slogan before driving it around our present.
I should tell you, yarb, that if the bus was a time-machine, it did look as if it was past its use-by date. And that's my best oxymoron so far as I know.
Ahhhh. That would make sense then.
Perhaps the bus was a time-machine?
There were no passengers aboard because the next generation isn't here yet...and never will be...'cause they're in the future, which always is ahead of now...?
Only the next generation can board this bus and only if accompanied by their mother.
I should tell you that there were no passengers aboard.
I would definitely like to see that happen. Maybe this is a very cynical bus company?
I see, kewpid. But why not the current generation, too?
You can transport a lot more people per litre of petrol on a bus than a private car. I guess that's what they mean.
Mysterious! Was the bus hovering six feet off the ground?
I saw this bus company slogan on the side of a bus today. But what does it mean? Is the conductor a midwife? Or what ....?