Today is just another day… and yet again, I’m bombarded with nonsense disguised as news. The talking heads drone on with their polished outrage, and I genuinely wonder: do they hear themselves? Do they realize how ridiculous they sound? It’s like watching a poorly written satire—except no one’s laughing, because they think it’s real.

Every morning I scroll through the headlines or open up social media, and within five minutes, I’m questioning the collective IQ of the nation. I want to believe people are generally intelligent—semi-intelligent, at the very least—but then I see another political meme on Facebook with 12 typos and 0 facts, and poof… there goes that hope.

The far left is screaming. The far right is yelling louder. Meanwhile, the rest of us are in the middle, eating our lukewarm leftovers, wondering why we’re being dragged into this lunatic tug-of-war. I swear, half the country is just trying to go to work, raise their kids, and not lose their minds every time they turn on the TV.

I’m Gen X. You know, the overlooked middle child of American generations. We’re the ones who were raised on MTV, dial-up internet, and questionable parenting—but somehow we turned out sane. We’re pragmatic, skeptical, and just fed up enough to do something about it. Give us eight years of leadership and we’ll fix this mess: term limits, balanced budgets, fewer wars, smarter borders. We’ll even make the DMV tolerable—okay, maybe not, but you get the idea.

Boomers and Millennials? You’ve had your turn. Love you guys, but maybe sit this one out. Let Gen X step in, take the wheel, and drive this country out of the ditch—preferably without the Spotify playlist of doom.

Just move aside, let the grown-ups talk, and we’ll have this place running like a well-oiled cassette deck in no time.