Our President has been called “No Drama Obama.” And he frequently says, “I never get too high or too low.” I’ve noticed that phrase slipping into the common vernacular; you especially see it when an athlete is interviewed about his or her performance.

After a couple decades of watching diva behavior (from both genders) elevated to an art form (see: Housewives, Jersey Shore, et al) I’m glad that we as a country seem to be settling down. Maybe it’s because that pig-in-the-python, the Boomer demographic, is causing the rest of the country to mature a little.

This is one of the coolest things about getting older. By the time you’re middle-aged, you’ve lived through a lot. You’ve suffered pain; been stunned by cruelty and shocked by abuse; and you’ve watched gape-mouthed in wonder at the narcissism and selfishness in the world, sometimes on a global scale (see: Zimbabwe; Mugabe). You’ve endured the sleepless nights, the run to the ER, the drama of family ultimata (yes, in my case it’s plural, unfortunately.)

And now, when that stuff comes up? Yawn. How different from when we were younger. The drama about killed us sometimes, didn’t it? But now I’d rather take a nap.

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