What's the good of being a ghost if you can't frighten people away? 
When was the last time you listened to a new song or new music? If you’re past the age of thirty-three, research suggests it’s probably been a little while.
Now that I’m in my fifties, I’ve noticed that the music I loved as a teenager and even in the first half of my twenties means more to me than ever.
Regular Gen-X Nothing reader, Amy, sends me a link to this song, “Bad Dream,” and postulates the following: “Doesn’t this sound like it came from the early 80s?” Usually, I don’t listen to much new music. It’s mostly garbage. Seriously. Anyone who gets off performing about their “Wet Ass Pussy” must die a slow, painful death. Don’t get...
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I am Generation X.
I was born in 1971 and am a resident of Westminster, Maryland. Sarcasm is my first language. I am caustic, politically incorrect, and fiercely opinionated. I have no filter, and I don't do 'woke.' My pronouns are 'fuck around/find out.' I don't care about your truth or your feelings, if you're offended, or what anyone thinks about me.