RE: the new Xitter fad I've dubbed Boomer Fatigue. TL;DR warning. This is me and my Dad from when he was about the age I am now. He got "right-sized" a couple years later. Took a job paying half of what he was worth because Big Corporate will happily cut you at the first sign of boardroom chart turbulence—then pay someone 20 years younger to do twice the work for a third less money. A couple years after that? Dad then had a heart attack. Bypass city. It was the worst thing he'd ever experienced to that point, and changed his whole diet and everything to keep himself alive because he could tell he'd be the one having to take care of Mom, who was already physically declining. World on his shoulders, et cetera. Now in 2026 my sister and I swap turns helping take care of them both. Not because we're selfless saints—well, my sister probably is but I sure as hell am not—but because the 5th Commandment is some real shit. And anyone who's flipping the bird at their parents over self-pitying Boomer Fatigue is making a big mistake. When you achieve majority your parents no longer owe you anything. That's just facts. It's nice if you still receive after becoming an adult, but your parents don't owe you squat. My Dad's helped my wife and I in all manner of ways since we got married in 1993 but we never demanded a dime. Not of his money, nor his time. And he's volunteered both anyway. Because he's a GOOD MAN. And he remembers all the ways his parents helped him. And he's a pay it forward kinda guy—as we all oughta be. It's a shame that some of you didn't get to have good men as fathers. Or, it's a shame if you did have good fathers that you now feel so bruised by the fact your fathers may not be in a position to cut you a big inheritance that you're willing to spit on them—even if it's just rhetorically from behind the safety of a social media alias. The only Boomer Fatigue *I* experience is with Boomer politicians. They're exiting D.C. with the country and the economy in dreadfully worse shape than when they found it in the 1990s—when Boomer pols rose to power as a herd. But that's not my Dad's fault. He's straight-as-a-rail honest in all his dealings, loathes the way D.C. has been conducting business, and has voted against the wrong as often as he's been able, to the best of his knowledge and ability. It is literally not his fault that society and our economy are in such a pickle in 2026. And I am willing to wager a great many of your fathers did the same. And if you were fortunate enough to have a responsible, worthy Dad who worked hard, paid his dues, invested in you as a child, then saw you off to a good life as an adult, you'd better goddamned jolly well stop with this Boomer Fatigue horseshit and fix yourself.

Man my heart hurts every time the p-day phone call ends.

The first talk of General Conference and I already have to repent. Yesterday, while attending the Payson Temple, I was short with a brother working in the locker room. Today, speaking to millions, Elder Gong spoke directly to me and told me not to do that. Heavenly Father knows me. #LDS #GeneralConference