Whether it’s Brat, White Boy, Hot Girl, Barbenheimer or way back to the Summer of Love, Americans love to give summer a theme.

Yet, in 2025, we just couldn’t get it together to make this summer anything.

It’s not for a lack of options to get excited about — we had Labubus, Coldplay cheaters, And Just Like That, Jet2 Holidays, and a new American pope to choose from. Nor is it a lack of trying, because there’s few things Americans love more than turning a season into a shared experience, even if participation is somewhat ironic.

But this summer, the only real shared theme was our unstoppable apathy.

Take, for instance, the lack of a “song of the summer,” a tradition that goes back decades if not centuries. These days, we can usually identify it as the song blasting from car stereos as they head to the beach or similar. Despite super popular tunes from Netflix’s impossibly charming, animated feature K-Pop Demon Hunters, the best efforts from........

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