We are the children of the empire they built and the graves they dug. We were told to respect our elders, but what the fuck have they earned but contempt? They stripped our healthcare, mocked our poverty, poisoned the planet, and then dared to call it legacy. The Boomers waged war on time itself, pretending the world would pause until their pensions cleared. They call us lazy, yet we work longer hours for less money to pay for their mistakes. They bankrupt the treasury to preserve their nostalgia, clinging to the Senate like pharaohs in gold-plated coffins. They were handed a country full of promise and turned it into a mausoleum, and then they have the audacity to tell us patience is a virtue. No. Patience is complicity.

They have ruled longer than any generation in modern history, and the result is rot disguised as stability. Every time a bill to help the poor arises, some trembling hand from the last century strikes it down in the name of moderation. They wear patriotism like camouflage, hiding their fear of change behind talk of tradition. These Boomer Nazis don’t need brown shirts or swastikas; their tyranny comes wrapped in flag pins and Medicare subsidies. They pretend dementia is wisdom, and greed is experience. The older they grow, the crueler they become, protecting the system that ensures only their comfort. They lecture us about debt while their wars and tax cuts bled the nation dry. And still they preach responsibility as if we are the problem. It is fucking obscene.

Every movement for progress begins when the young decide they will no longer be ruled by the dying. We outnumber them now, but we have not yet realised our strength. Their power survives only through our deference. We have been trained to whisper our rage, to vote politely, to wait for justice from people who cannot even remember our names. We cannot keep waiting for graves to open before change begins. If the old will not step aside, then they must be removed through law, through reform, through relentless civic rebellion. No one should make national policy past the age they can collect Social Security. That is the line. That is the law that should define a republic that believes in life. And if the ruling generation finds that offensive, let them prove us wrong with action instead of fucking excuses.

We, the inheritors of what remains, are done asking nicely. The Boomer Nazis have stolen enough decades. They spent their youth burning the world and their old age selling the ashes back to us as property. They mistook longevity for divine right, and the rest of us for collateral. But the tide is turning. Every empire of the old falls when the young realise the throne is empty. Let the Boomers tremble, because history belongs to those who dare to write it, not those who mumble from memory. We will not let a dying generation define our lives any longer. Their time has expired. The future belongs to the living, and the living are fucking angry.