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Deportation by Stopwatch: Trump’s TPS Hunger Games
The Trump administration has rediscovered its favorite pastime: deportation as sport. On August 20, 2025, the Ninth Circuit Court of Appeals granted the White House an emergency stay that lets officials move forward with ending Temporary Protected Status (TPS) for roughly 60,000 migrants from Honduras, Nicaragua, and Nepal. Nothing says “America First” like telling the
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Operation Irony Dome: Israel, Gaza, and the Eternal Diplomacy Musical Chairs
It’s August 20, 2025, and Israel has announced the “first steps” of an operation to take over Gaza City. Which is a polite way of saying: the IDF has pulled its boots up to the curb, ordered tens of thousands of reservists back from their poolside August vacations, and is now circling Gaza City like
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How to Politely Erase History Without Mussing Your Hair: The Smithsonian vs. The Woke Exterminators
There’s a special kind of American irony in watching a White House that can’t stop talking about “cancel culture” spend its waning days trying to cancel the Smithsonian. Canceling a comedian’s Netflix special is authoritarianism, we’re told. But rewriting a museum plaque about Benjamin Franklin’s enslaved servants? That’s patriotism, baby. On August 20, 2025, Donald
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Deep in the Heart of Gerrymander: Texas Republicans Redraw the Map (Again)
Texas, land of wide skies, brisket smoke, and congressional maps redrawn so often you’d think they were doodles in the back of Greg Abbott’s notebook. On August 20, 2025, the Texas House passed yet another Republican-engineered mid-decade redistricting plan during a special session—because if at first you don’t succeed at democracy, just redraw it until
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Goodbye Clearances, Hello Creamed Corn: Gabbard’s Security-Purge Reality Show
What happened today? Director of National Intelligence Tulsi Gabbard announced she’s revoking security clearances for 37 current and former “intelligence professionals,” alleging they “politicized and manipulated intelligence.” She insisted the move was made at President Trump’s direction. Let’s unpack this with surgical precision—because this isn’t a policy shift. This is the messy performance art of
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Sneak Peek: The First Chapter of Sleeping Fairy
Back in 2018, I drafted a retelling of Sleeping Beauty that was never really about castles or curses. It was about MySpace. It was about being twenty-one in the early 2000s—when dial-up whined through your bedroom wall, when your whole life could be demolished in a single public post, when “delete” wasn’t an option because
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Pratt, Policies, and Polite Pretense: A Star in Defense Mode
Hollywood’s favorite dude-next-door, Chris Pratt, recently found himself in a moral minefield. He came out publicly to defend RFK Jr.’s policies, calling the wave of backlash “unreasonable hatred” and adding, “I want them all to be successful.” By “them all,” we suspect he meant both Kennedy and… everyone else who learned the difference between anti-vax
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The Art of the Photo-Op: Trump, Zelenskyy, and the Global Summit That Was Basically a Calendar Invite
Today in Washington, history was made. Not the good kind, not the kind they etch in marble or even scribble in textbooks. No, today was the kind of history where Donald Trump hosts Volodymyr Zelenskyy and a rotating cast of European leaders at the White House, declares it “a very good early step,” and then
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Weapons, Freakier Fridays, and the Death Rattle of Sydney Sweeney’s Americana
The box office has once again delivered its weekend sermon, and America, faithful parishioner that it is, dutifully attended services with popcorn in hand. We were given horror, we were given nostalgia, we were given Bob Odenkirk with bruised knuckles, and—because capitalism cannot function without a sacrificial lamb—we were given Sydney Sweeney’s Americana quietly smothered
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Netflix Giveth, Netflix Taketh Away: A Funeral March for the Shows We Loved
The streaming economy is nothing if not biblical: seven years of plenty, seven years of famine, seven executives screaming “cut costs!” while canceling your comfort show. And so, on August 17, Netflix opened the velvet curtain to reveal the latest mass grave of content. FUBAR? Dead. The Residence? Evicted. Pulse? Flatline. The Recruit? Dishonorably discharged.