Idiots
The Silence That Came Before It… Donald Trump has never shown much inclination toward the rituals of mourning. Public deaths tend to pass him by without remark. Soldiers killed abroad. Police officers murdered at home. Former presidents. Moments that ordinarily invite restraint, if not reflection. Trump’s response is usually
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Caribbean Burning… It begins, as it always does, with “national security.” U.S. drones strike boats off the coasts of Venezuela and Colombia, officially labeled “narco-terrorist vessels.” (Time Magazine) Colombia’s president calls the attacks “murder.” (The Guardian) Venezuela mobilizes its coastal defenses, while an American carrier group drifts into
Idiots
The Mirror… Vanity is the armor of the weak and feeble. It begins as self-preservation, the trembling need to be seen as beautiful, competent, powerful, and hardens into doctrine. The mirror becomes a weapon; reflection becomes reality. What starts as grooming becomes camouflage, and what looks like confidence is often
Idiots
Trump’s Navy speech yesterday wasn’t a salute to service, it was an SOS from an elderly subhuman allergic to reality. Between rewriting history and declaring victory over physics, nature, and probably a dead golfer’s dick, the only thing missing was the orchestra playing him off the deck,
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Alexander Hamilton once called the Supreme Court the “least dangerous branch.” That’s cute, ain’t it? Like calling a bottle of whiskey the “least dangerous drink” at an Irish wake. Hamilton thought judges would just sit around reading law books and playing constitutional Sudoku while the “real” branches ran
Idiots
Crime and Parasites… There are certain crimes that should stop the music cold. No equivocation, no partisan parsing, no rhetorical detours into cheap propaganda. A baby’s skull was fractured. That’s the horror, the headline, the alpha and the omega. Dustin Clark, the accused, is not a misunderstood man
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Part 1 - The Big Lie of Prosperity
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My Dearest, Once, I thought you noble. Once, I believed you clothed in virtue and crowned with promise. I believed your words when you swore fidelity to me, fidelity to justice, fidelity to the dream that we might stand together, hand in hand, forever a light unto the world. I
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Trump isn’t trying to be a dictator. He is one. Albeit with better branding, a merch store, and a nostalgia filter for white resentment. The media still acts like we’re watching a slow-motion fall from grace. But this isn’t a fall. It’s a coronation. He already
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You placed their hands around your throat. You put the whips into their hands. You sharpened their blades. And still you ask, ‘How did it get this bad?’ You sat on your hands while they advocated for rape. Your mouth stayed shut when they defended child marriage. You shrugged as
Idiocy
THE EXPLOITATION OF A NATION… Reality TV used to be a joke. It was something to laugh at, roll your eyes over, and mock as harmless trash. Survivor, The Real World, Big Brother—they were novelties, distractions at best, things that’d never be taken seriously. They were designed to
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He laughed, he bragged, he sold t-shirts.