Generation Blue

I wrote these lyrics about the lasting damage cell phones and social media are inflicting on children and young adults and titled them “Generation Blue.”

I used Suno to set the words to music under the artist profile Sapient Rain.

Sapient Rain is a musical project that blends human creativity with artificial intelligence. It is a collaboration between writer/lyricist Geoffrey Reilly (me) and the AI music engine, Suno.

“Generation Blue” will be available on music streaming platforms on May 25th, 2026, but you can listen to it today on Suno.

Generation Blue – Lyrics

When they handed us devices
we never stood a chance
neck deep in social crisis
we’re pawns like Rosencrantz

Connected to each other
in unintended ways
a mobile-based infection
that set our world ablaze

Unblinking eyes cemented
screen scrolling
through our days
our brains have been
augmented
in unexpected ways

Doom Scrolling
through the day
bed-rotting
is what we do
retool the state of play
for Generation Blue

Let’s play some doorbell ditch
let’s play some kick the can
let’s run through the scented air
stop being Zucker fans

Let’s play some hide and seek
let’s walk around the block
let’s wade into the creek
and paint faces on a rock

We’re socially divided
we’re trapped inside our brains
we’re purposely misguided
by controllers of the reins

Doom scrolling
through the day
bed-rotting
is what we do
retool the state of play
for Generation Blue


Cell phones and social media expose children and young adults to a cluster of developmental, psychological, cognitive, and physical risks.

The strongest evidence points to harms involving mental health, sleep, attention, social comparison, and vulnerability to peer influence.

The most significant detrimental effects, as cited by the American Psychological Association, Johns Hopkins Medicine, Psychology Today, and the U.S. Surgeon General include the following:

  • Increased anxiety and depression — Heavy social media use is associated with higher rates of depressive symptoms and anxiety in youth. Children who spend more than 3 hours per day on social media face double the risk of mental health problems.
  • Heightened sensitivity to social rewards — Ages 10–12 bring a surge in dopamine/oxytocin receptors in the ventral striatum, making preteens biologically more vulnerable to likes, comments, and peer approval cycles.
  • Body‑image distortion — Nearly half of adolescents say social media makes them feel worse about their bodies. Filters, curated images, and comparison loops intensify self‑criticism.
  • Social comparison stress — Upward comparisons (to more attractive, popular, or successful peers) reduce self‑esteem and increase anxiety.
  • Cyberbullying exposure — Children who start using platforms before age 11 face higher rates of online harassment.
  • Social isolation despite “connection” — Online interactions often fail to provide the emotional reward of in‑person relationships, leaving youth feeling excluded or “left out.”
  • Peer‑pressure amplification — Developing identities and immature prefrontal cortex function make teens more susceptible to trends, risky challenges, and groupthink.

😔 Social & Behavioral Harms

  • Impaired emotional regulation — Frequent use is linked to changes in brain regions tied to emotion and learning, affecting impulse control and sensitivity to social rewards/punishments.
  • Attention fragmentation — Constant notifications and rapid‑fire content train the brain toward short attention spans and reduce sustained focus (inferred from reward‑system research).
  • Disrupted identity formation — Adolescents rely heavily on peer feedback; public, permanent online interactions distort healthy self‑development.

😴 Physical & Sleep‑Related Harms

  • Sleep deprivation — Blue light, late‑night scrolling, and stress from online interactions significantly disrupt sleep patterns, which worsens mood and cognitive performance.
  • Reduced physical activity — Time spent on screens displaces outdoor play and exercise, contributing to sedentary habits linked to long‑term health risks.

📱 Addiction‑Like Behavioral Patterns

  • Compulsive use driven by dopamine loops — Platforms exploit reward circuitry, especially in young brains, creating habitual checking and difficulty disengaging.
  • Difficulty setting boundaries — Teens often intend to scroll for “a few minutes” but lose track of time due to algorithmic reinforcement.

🌐 Exposure to Harmful Content

  • Misinformation and extremist content — Algorithms may surface harmful or misleading content before youth have the critical‑thinking skills to evaluate it (inferred from Surgeon General concerns).
  • Self‑harm and suicidal content — The Surgeon General warns that exposure to such content is a documented risk factor.

🧒 Early Smartphone Use Risks (Children Under 12)

  • Higher harassment risk — Kids using Instagram/Snapchat before age 11 show increased cyberbullying exposure.
  • Underdeveloped coping skills — Children lack the emotional maturity to process online conflict, comparison, or rejection.

Getting Creative with The Queen’s Gambit on a Snowy Afternoon

I watched the Netflix series “The Queen’s Gambit” several years ago, and I enjoyed it thoroughly.

On a cold and sleety yesterday, I sat with my Rover client Gracie (a sweet Golden Retriever Border Collie mix) and binge-watched the red-headed Kentucky orphan Beth Harmon’s rise from the dreary corridors of the Methuen Home for Girls to the chandelier-lit halls of a grand, prestigious Soviet-era building to defeat Russian Chess Master and nemesis, Vasily Borgov.

If you haven’t seen “The Queen’s Gambit“, I can’t recommend it enough.

Anyway, I woke up this morning inspired by the series and composed a poem about Beth Harmon, then set the words to music using the AI Music Engine Suno.

I used Suno to create two versions, a Kentucky Bluegrass version (Beth Harmon hails from Kentucky) and a more modern version that I heard in my head.

The Queen’s Gambit Lyrics

Beltik’s sorrow
can’t be hidden
as Harmon says
You’re done
Mister Shaibel
Gave Beth his bible
It became
her knife and gun

She sees the game
inside her head
Queens dance
upon the ceiling
On greens and whites
she dreams in bed
her painted walls
are peeling

Harmon toys
with men and boys
dazed by what they see
intellect cuts
through the noise
and brings them
to their knees

With Gibson sips
upon her lips
her Librium emerges
breaks through the clouds
and Russian crowds
from Borgov she diverges

Sixty-four squares
of sanctuary
where logic seeks control
kings and knights
queens and pawns
white ivory, black coal

Harmon toys
with men and boys
dazed by what they see
intellect cuts
through the noise
and brings them
to their knees

She sees the game
inside her head
Queens dance
upon the ceiling
On greens and whites
she dreams in bed
her painted walls
are peeling

Harmon knows
the space that grows
separates her
from her rivals
in ragged clothes
the orphaned girl
across from Mr. Shaibel


If you haven’t had a chance yet, please check out my book, My Paper, My Words: Rantings from a Progressive Boomer and Peeved Parent, from Amazon. And if you feel moved to write a review of the book, on Amazon, or anywhere else, I’d be honored.

My Paper, My Words is a collection of essays, stories, and poems that reflect the challenges of a middle-class husband and father trying to navigate a rapidly changing political, religious, and technological landscape of post-911 America.

Boys in Distress

The fall behind boys
are growing in numbers
frustrated eunuchs
with purple cucumbers

Lacking in power
in fear of the shun
they take a shellacking
then reach for the gun

Incels with barbells
yell loudly on twitter
can’t find a female
frustrated and bitter

Cut from the same cloth
they whine and complain
like pigs at blame-trough
or moths to the flame

Conspiracy prone
they villainize Soros
Batmans and Robins
Green Hornets and Zorros

Glued to their iPhone
addicted to porn
scaling the hills
in the valley of scorn

Blue balls in brown shirts
they lace up their boots
tiki torch toddlers
give Nazi salutes

A lost generation
of men who are boys
fearful of women
afraid to make noise

We sit on the sideline
and watch it unfurl
struggling young men
afraid of the girl

How can we help them
these boys in distress
trapped in a world
of inadequateness

Connectionless

Facebook and Snapchat

YouTube and Tik Tok

Lost boys on Reddit

Black sheep

from the same flock


Millions of followers

with no one to lead

a whole generation’s

collective brain bleed


Communally living

in woke echo chambers

dimwitted dice-throwing

zombie-like gamers

Vid links and jpegs

the shallow and vain

everyone jumps on

the “look at me!” train


Looking for meaning

in meaningless places

we screen-scroll bikinis

and beautiful faces

With eyes gazing downward

we all barely see

 the world of the living

our humanity


More connected than ever

yet still isolated

we’re captive less active

we’re chained and we’re gated

Networked in sorrow

we borrow from pain

we search for tomorrow

with nothing to gain


We touch screens and tap links

but don’t touch each other

we sniff around porn sites

for sexy stepmothers

Adrift in the wireless

we’re glued to the cam

tireless voyeurs

we wolve for the lamb

Why I broke up with Facebook

You might have some real friends on Facebook. But Facebook isn’t one of them.

Facebook and Instagram use artificial intelligence and algorithms to learn our views on race, identity, religion, and politics. They don’t ask us directly about our views or interact with us in a meaningful way. Instead, they collect data from what we share, like, comment on, and engage with on their platform.

They analyze the data and come up with a profile of me and you (conservative, male, Republican, pro-life or liberal, female, Democrat, pro-choice). Based on that profile, they determine what content to send us. The content they send us reinforces our views, solidifies our attitudes, and affirms our opinions.

Facebook knows which content pulls us in and which content we breeze over.

Facebook knows what we like, who we like, and with whom we like to share. 

What’s the danger in that? 

What’s the danger of analyzing and understanding our behavior and then delivering content based on that understanding? 

Isn’t that a good thing?

No, it is not.

And here’s why.

We share more about ourselves with data scientists at Facebook than with our priests in the confessional. 

But the priest (in theory) wants to counsel and help us. Facebook wants to use us.

To Facebook, we are a commodity. And when you’re a commodity on a technology platform with a data-driven business model, you’re prone to exploitation and manipulation by powerful and self-serving individuals and institutions. 

Facebook and Instagram are conduits for misinformation and lies. We saw this in real-time with the Big Lie about a stolen election.

We felt it with the fire hose of misinformation about COVID-19 and the COVID-19 vaccine.

The people who consumed and bought into those lies are lost—perhaps forever. Tragically, they’re part of a growing community of people who believe in misinformation. As humans, we long for a sense of community—more so, it seems, than truth.  

Mark Zuckerberg and the other executives who launched Facebook did not have bad intentions. They had a business model and the technology to make that business model successful.

What they should have accounted for was the consequence of their success. 

Categorized and codified by cold-calculated algorithms, Facebook incentivizes our human desire to be with people who share our views while fueling our dislike of those who don’t.

Because of Facebook, our society is more divided, less trustful, and has more built-up animus than ever before. 

We see the unintended consequences of technology and human nature smashing into one another.

That’s why I broke up with Facebook.

For me, the detriments far outweigh the benefits – it’s scary because sometimes I think the best and only way to fight misinformation is to counter it with truth.

If lies and misinformation can spread fast on FB, why not use that platform to spread the truth? 

Many of us buy into that argument.

So, we get caught up in this endless battle with others. We live for hours at a time in an environment of constant combat and argument—we look for mistruths, engage the enemy, and fight the fight.

Post-to-Post combat. 

Blood pressures rise.

Friendships get wrecked.

Family members are disowned.

Nothing gets solved. We just become agitated at those who don’t share our views.

We willfully retreat to our camps, losing empathy, trust, and any sense of what holds us together as a country and a society.

We lose our ability to compromise and discuss coherently and intelligently with whom we disagree.

Facebook is toxic, destructive, and a danger to society.

We should turn away from it en masse.