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Epstein and Trump: Best Friends Forever on the Mall
If Washington, D.C. is America’s front lawn, then the National Mall is the part where we put out our most awkward lawn ornaments. Statues to presidents, monuments to wars, the occasional scaffolding around the Capitol—these are the ornaments meant to convey gravitas. So when a 12-foot bronze-finished sculpture depicting Donald Trump and Jeffrey Epstein holding…
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Review of 107 Days by Kamala Harris
I listened to Kamala Harris’s new memoir 107 Days on audiobook today, and I can say without hesitation: I loved it. I’ve been a Kamala Harris fan since her days as District Attorney in San Francisco, when her mix of sharp legal instincts and political fearlessness made her one of the most interesting figures in…
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Everyone Knows Trump Administration Are Crooks. Trump Just Posted Watergate Online—Then Deleted It
Donald Trump has always been good at one thing: saying the quiet part out loud. In another era, a president who leaned on his attorney general to prosecute political enemies would’ve done it in smoke-filled rooms, tucked between Nixonian “deep six the tapes” orders and plausible deniability. But Trump, bless his broken filter, skipped the…
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When Congress Governs by Split Screen
Democracy has always been a little theatrical. The marble halls, the pomp, the roll calls delivered like Broadway overtures—it’s part politics, part melodrama, part daytime soap. But lately the Capitol has taken the metaphor too literally. On one screen: a government funding bill collapsing in the Senate. On the other: a resolution sanctifying Charlie Kirk,…
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Merit, Excellence, and a Half-Billion Dollar Shuffle: The Education Department’s New Hunger Games
The Department of Education has always been a strange beast—part accountant, part social engineer, part referee for our endless cultural blood sports. On September 15, it decided to moonlight as a pit boss, shuffling chips from one table to another, all while insisting this was about “merit and excellence.” Translation: somebody’s walking out of the…
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The Party of Free Speech Wants a Muzzle—As Long as It’s for You
Ah, yes. The brave defenders of free speech. The warriors against cancel culture. The self-styled martyrs of the “say what you want, snowflake” movement. They’ve spent years assuring us that America needs to be a safe space—for their offensive jokes, for their racist uncle’s Facebook rants, for their senator’s homophobic tweets typed at 3 a.m.…
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The Charlie Kirk Narrative Smells Like Yesterday’s Fox News Leftovers
Not a Conspiracy Theorist, Just a Smell Test Enthusiast I don’t wear tin foil hats. I don’t subscribe to newsletters about the Denver Airport being a Masonic portal to lizard people. I am not a conspiracy theorist. I follow the facts wherever they lead, even if they lead me to deeply inconvenient places like “Charlie…
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In response to prematurely blaming liberals for Charlie Kirk: Maybe Stop Acting Like Fascists If You Don’t Want to Be Called Fascists
There’s a game the American right has perfected. It goes like this: they say or do something horrifying—racist, misogynist, homophobic, authoritarian—then when people point it out, they act wounded, offended, persecuted. How dare you call us fascist? they cry, clutching their pearls with one hand while sharpening voter suppression laws with the other. It’s a…
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Charlie Kirk’s Killer Tyler Robinson Wasn’t Who They Wanted. Turns out MAGA is the Terrorist Organization That’s Full of Violence
The Great Unmasking Well, the smoke has cleared, the police reports have landed, and the identity of Charlie Kirk’s killer is public: Tyler Robinson. A white Mormon groyper. A 4chan radical. The exact flavor of basement-bred extremism that the right pretends doesn’t exist until it’s too obvious to ignore. So naturally, this is the moment…
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Big Little Lies Season 3: HBO’s Attempt at Resurrection Theater
The Prestige Necromancy Business HBO just announced what Hollywood does best: recycling. Big Little Lies—the Monterey mommy noir that gave us Nicole Kidman in silk blouses whisper-screaming about trauma and Reese Witherspoon perfecting the art of weaponized brunch—is being resurrected for a third season. Francesca Sloane, fresh off Mr. & Mrs. Smith, is tasked with…