Another deadline. Another round of talks. Another flicker of hope that no one really believes in.

The war drags on. The future drags on. And Gen Z? They’re just… done. Not angry, not desperate—just tired. Tired of being told it’s all on them to fix. Tired of watching the same cycle repeat. So they scroll. They shrug. They choose neutrality because what’s the point, anyway?

The light at the end of the tunnel? Maybe it’s just another screen