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I Like My Dallas Neat, With No ICE
There’s an old saying in Texas politics: if you can’t fix a problem, create a new one that sounds expensive. Enter Dallas Mayor Eric Johnson, a man so enamored with federal “partnerships” that he’s now trying to marry local policing to ICE, as if that’s the sequel anyone wanted. You’d think the recent ICE facility
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The Ministry of Make-Believe: Karoline Leavitt and the Art of the Manufactured Enemy
There’s a rhythm to authoritarianism, and Karoline Leavitt has perfect pitch. Every press secretary inherits a tone from the boss they serve, but Leavitt’s isn’t mere mimicry. It’s weaponized performance—an acceleration of Trumpism’s original sin: confusing cruelty for clarity. The job isn’t to inform. It’s to injure with flair, to convert talking points into shrapnel,
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The Surveillance Suburbia: When the “Perfect Neighbor” Is the Watchtower of Fear
There’s a palpable hum in the night of suburban America—the 21st-century soundtrack of kids laughing under street-lamps, sprinklers buzzing, and the infinite ping of Ring-cams catching everything except the lives they claim to protect. In The Perfect Neighbor, directed by Geeta Gandbhir, this quiet suburban soundtrack becomes acoustic evidence of paranoia. The film chronicles a
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Blood, Synergy, and Severance: How Paramount Skydance Turned Layoffs Into a Business Model
There’s a certain elegance to corporate cruelty when it’s delivered in PowerPoint. The font is soothing, the charts are blue, and the word “transformation” is used at least three times before anyone says “job cuts.” Paramount Skydance, the newly merged media hydra now helmed by David Ellison, has decided that the best way to impress
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Trump the Wannabe King and the Sludge: A Royal Flush from the Sky of Delusion
Some men crave legacy. Others crave power. And then there are those who crave the cinematic experience of dumping digital sewage on protesters while “Danger Zone” blares in the background. Donald J. Trump, patron saint of grievance and green screen, has once again redefined leadership—not as the art of governance, but as a content genre.
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Soap Operas, Talk Show Thrones, and the Gospel According to Drew Barrymore
There’s a special kind of American optimism in handing out golden statues while the world burns. On October 17, the 52nd Daytime Emmy Awards beamed from the Pasadena Civic Auditorium, where a theater full of people in sequins and spray tans cheered for the institutions that have taught us to cry at noon, gossip at
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The Algorithm Will See You Now: How YouTube Became Television’s Final Boss
There’s a poetic cruelty in watching television networks—once smug arbiters of American attention—now refreshing their own YouTube analytics like anxious creators in ring lights. For decades, they owned the living room. Now, they’re tenants, and the landlord’s name is YouTube. The deep dive is no longer theoretical: YouTube has eaten TV’s lunch, commandeered its dinner
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Artillery Over the 405: America’s Longest Traffic Jam Turns Into a Military Parade
There’s something quintessentially American about the sight of artillery fire streaking across a highway full of Teslas. It’s not just the juxtaposition of power and paralysis, of steel ambition and rubberized helplessness—it’s that we managed to turn an interstate into a battlefield metaphor without even noticing. On October 18, 2025, California drivers got front-row seats
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The Moral Collapse of MAGA: How Hitler Memes Became Conservative Icebreakers
There’s a certain nausea in watching a nation re-enact its own moral autopsy and call it performance art. You scroll through Politico’s leak of the “Young Republicans” group chat, where grown men with government titles type “I love Hitler” like it’s an inside joke at a frat mixer, and then you flip to The Atlantic’s
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Top Secret, Do Not Forward: The Bolton Doctrine of National Security Scrapbooking
The federal government has finally located the one man in Washington who can make Donald Trump’s document crimes look like a Marie Kondo project. His name, once again, is John R. Bolton—a man whose mustache has seen more classified briefings than most senators. According to a newly unsealed federal indictment in Maryland, Bolton, the hawkish