I humbly submit that we wouldn't have been quite so aware of what we were going through without the genius of John Hughes, who died in New York this morning at the age of 59. He provided a voice for the generation just before mine and every generation that came after it. While MTV and Disney pander to passing fads, movies like The Breakfast Club and Ferris Bueller's Day Off still have resonance for the youth of today.
We salute you, sir.
(On a lighter note, I have no idea why clips from Uncle Buck and Planes, Trains, and Automobiles are in a montage to "Teenage Wasteland," but it's still a cool video nonetheless.)
ETA: Incredible blog post from a woman who was pen pals with Hughes in the late 80s.