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No Good Deed and the Critics: Why ‘Wicked’ Is the Tragedy We Deserve
The lights went down in the theater, and for a brief moment, the collective anxiety of the world—the elections, the economy, the general sense that we are living in the final season of a poorly written reality show—suspended itself in the dark. I sat there with Matthew, my fiance and designated emotional anchor, and our
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The Bat-Signal for Partisan Hacks: Texas Begs Alito to Save the Gerrymander
The frantic energy currently radiating from the Texas Governor’s Mansion is not the result of a grid emergency or a sudden concern for the welfare of the state’s foster children. It is the specific, high-pitched frequency of political desperation. On November 20, the state’s leadership, spearheaded by Governor Greg Abbott and Attorney General Ken Paxton,
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The Great Digital Vanishing: Watching a Trillion Dollars Evaporate in Real Time
There is a specific, heavy silence that settles over the internet when the gambling stops being fun and starts being mathematical. You can feel it in the sudden drop in laser-eye profile pictures on social media. You can hear it in the absence of “Have Fun Staying Poor” tweets. It is the sound of a
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The Nuclear Football is in the Hands of a Man Who Just Called a Reporter “Piggy”
If you want to know the exact moment the American presidency dissolved from a functioning executive branch into a chemically unstable mood ring, you don’t need to look at the nuclear codes or the classified briefings. You just need to look at Truth Social at 3:00 AM, where the Commander-in-Chief is currently debating whether it
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The Art of the Deal (With a Socialist): Why Donald Trump Just Adopted a “Communist Lunatic” on Live TV
The simulation didn’t just glitch on November 21, 2025; it blue-screened, rebooted, and loaded a corrupted file from a different timeline. In the Oval Office, beneath the stern, oil-painted gaze of George Washington, the President of the United States sat next to the Mayor-elect of New York City. On paper, this should have been a
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The Broken Clock Finally Strikes Twelve: A Eulogy for the Marjorie Taylor Greene Era
It is a rare and disorienting experience to watch a arsonist suddenly grab a fire hose, but here we are. On November 21, 2025, Representative Marjorie Taylor Greene—the woman who turned performative cruelty into a legislative brand strategy—announced her resignation from Congress. In a four-page statement and video that will likely be studied by future
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The Red Scare on Pennsylvania Avenue: Why Trump Thinks Fixing the Subway Is a Bolshevik Plot
The intellectual architecture of the modern American right wing is built on a foundation of very specific, load-bearing misunderstandings, but none is quite as structural as their inability to distinguish between a democratic socialist and a Soviet commissar. To Donald Trump and the ecosystem that orbits him, there is no difference between wanting to fund
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The Orange Elephant in the Room: Why Is Ghislaine Maxwell, the “Hoax,” Getting Room Service?
The political theater of the last week has been a masterclass in the art of the pivot. We watched the Trump administration spend months fighting the Epstein Files Transparency Act with the desperate energy of a man trying to hold a door shut against a rising flood. They called it a “Democrat hoax,” a distraction,
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“Things Happen”: The Oval Office Rebrands Murder as a Minor Logistical Error
The moral arch of the universe does not bend toward justice. It bends toward the highest bidder, and on November 18, 2025, the gavel finally came down on the sale. The rehabilitation of Saudi Crown Prince Mohammed bin Salman was completed not in a shadow court or a backroom deal, but under the bright, unforgiving
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The Art of the Self-Own: How the Redistricting “Arms Race” Became a National Slapstick Routine
There is a specific, distinct sound that ambition makes when it snaps under the weight of its own greed, and on November 18, 2025, that sound echoed all the way from a federal courtroom in El Paso to the panic rooms of the Governor’s Mansion in Austin, before ricocheting westward to slap the smugness right