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Jim Acosta Interviews AI-Generated Shooting Victim, and Journalism Finally Eats Its Own Soul

here’s a point at which “innovative” stops meaning forward-thinking and starts meaning we ran out of shame. We are well past that point. Journalism’s job is to speak to the living, hold the powerful accountable, and honor the dead with accuracy and dignity. This? This is puppeteering the dead for clicks, calling it progress, and…
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Supreme Court Flirts with “Roe Treatment” for Gay Marriage — America Holds Its Breath and Its Vows

Rights rarely vanish in a thunderclap. They dissolve in a drizzle of exceptions, carve-outs, and “reasonable accommodations” that turn the bold promise of equality into something conditional. Marriage equality is not under attack because it has failed — it’s under attack because it has succeeded, because it proved that queer love could be ordinary, visible,…
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Bayou Bargain: Louisiana Cuts a $9 Million Check for a Bullet in the Back

Sometimes they give out Mardi Gras beads. Louisiana also gives out multimillion-dollar settlements for police misconduct. Different kind of souvenir, same sense of “well, this is just how we do things down here.” The headline was crisp and bureaucratic: Louisiana agrees to a $9 million settlement with a man shot in the back by a
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Times Square: The Stage Where America Performs Its Gun Problem

The thing about Times Square is that it’s designed to make you forget the real world exists. You stand there under billboards taller than small nations, every color cranked to an unnatural vibrancy, and it’s like being trapped inside the internet with no “close tab” button. It is loud. It is crowded. It is lit
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America, We’re Toast: A Love Letter from the Heatwave That Won’t Quit

Somewhere between Phoenix and the inside of a convection oven, the United States decided to see how far it could push the concept of “summer” before it became “slow-roasting.” The answer, apparently, is right now.
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Jesus Chicken Does Autumn: Chick-fil-A’s New Fall Menu Drops Like a Leaf in a Storm of Selective Morality

Chick-fil-A, America’s favorite drive-thru confessional booth, has decided it’s time for sweater weather, PSL selfies, and the annual reminder that even God’s chosen poultry can rebrand when the leaves turn. This fall, they’ve unleashed a lineup so quaintly autumnal you’d almost forget their corporate tithe ledger still smells faintly of sanctified bigotry.
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The Day America Put Its Wallet on Airplane Mode

It’s August 9th, and somewhere in the depths of a Facebook group with 36 admins and one uncle named Gary, The People’s Union USA has declared a nationwide economic blackout. The instructions are simple: buy only essentials. No lattes. No Amazon impulse “must-haves” at 2 a.m. No Sephora “just to look.” Today, we flex our…


