Never use your birth year as your password

Malcolm: what’s the password for your phone?
Dad: just like yours. The year I was born, 1971.
Mal: wow! You’re super old!

I suspect that kids born after 2000 are going to look at the rest of us as ancient remnants of a different century. That doesn’t play out well in my mind when I think about them in their 40s, all in charge of the world, influential in politics.