There’s a rich, creamy, delicious irony — not unlike a smashed avocado on toast — in the baby boomer generation being reviled. Many of the cohort proudly dismissed their own parents as the establishment and insisted they hoped they died before they got old. They’re still here, and it’s their turn in the dock.

And yet The Theft of a Decade by borderline millennial Joseph Sternberg (born in 1982) exhibits unexpected sensitivity towards its villains.