Money. The universal scam we all agreed to play along with. My parents hid from creditors like it was an Olympic sport, I grew up broke-but-hopeful, and now at 62 I still check my bank balance like I’m cutting the red wire on a bomb. Boomers are supposed to be the “richest generation,” but half of us are one medical bill away from raiding the Folgers can again.

So how the hell did we get here? Recessions, 18 percent mortgages, gurus screaming about lattes, and kids who think avocado toast started in 2015. I lay it all out in my latest piece: equal parts truth bomb and therapy session, with just enough sarcasm to keep you from crying into your 401k statement.

🎸 Born too late for Woodstock, too early for Wi-Fi... but still rocking.

Meet the Jones Generation—America’s most overlooked powerhouse. We didn’t burn bras or build startups, but we bridged the gap between rotary phones and TikTok, raised two generations, and kept the lights on when nobody else could.

This article pulls no punches. It's a raw, honest look at the generation that got handed leftovers and turned them into legacy.

👉 Read The Art of Being a Jones and see how the middle child of American culture became the grown-up in the room.
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“We once built pyramids. Now we build brands. We knew how to survive. Now we just know how to scroll.”

This isn’t your usual top ten list. These are the truths we keep pretending we don’t know, even as the world catches fire, our mental health collapses, and billionaires cosplay as gods. Read this one. Sit with it. Share it if you’ve still got hope for us.