Maybe its because I’ve been reading too much Jordan Peterson recently. Or maybe it was re-reading AntiFragile? Whether I need to blame Peterson or Taleb, my Generation-Snowflake radar has been particularly sensitive these last few weeks.

The levels of fragility in many of the students I’ve been meeting is reaching frightening proportions. Not helped, I might add by certain members of the media seemingly bamboozled by a belief that offence taken by a particularly fragile little (Millennial) flower somehow trumps another person’s freedom of speech. Or inconvenient truth.

Anyway, I heard the expression ‘Peak Snowflake’ during my trip to the US earlier this month. The context being, ‘could this political correctness horseshit possibly get any worse?’ Is the level of Millennial fragility going to get even higher than it is right now, or do we still have a way to go?

Answer: by my reckoning, we still have one or two years of nausea ahead.

Peak Nurture was around 2015. Parents, in other words, are starting to get the message that the suffocation of their precious offspring is not a wholly good idea.

But then that isn’t the end of the story. If the kids go to college, they’re going to be exposed to a whole extra level of molly-coddling and the half-baked, delusional ideologies of the liberal-arts intelligentsia. Add a year after graduation for all the nonsense to percolate, and that gives us a Peak Snowflake date coinciding with, most likely, the Class of 2020.

Careful with that axe, Eugene, we still have a way to go.