As one ages, one crystallizes and regularizes, so as to clutch and capture the life that one has steadily learned to excavate. At the same time, this makes one hard and brittle. Motion meets friction, and one pays for one's grasping attachment by eventually breaking down through it.
Though there are plenty exceptions, in the modern world the young encounter a resisting obstinance in their elders, that things must be done a certain way, and the young turn away in resent, and their values invert. Though of course they still unfold in accordance with their kind, their connections to their heritage.
