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The Future of Work Is Bleak, Unregulated, and Happily Branded as “Freedom”

Welcome to 2025, where the American Dream has been converted into a 1099 form and a Slack notification. The office is dead, the commute is optional, and your job description now includes “personal brand ambassador” and “self-motivated hope archaeologist.” Let’s talk about the “future of work,” shall we? A phrase that once conjured images of
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The Second Term’s the Charm: Trump, DEI, and Other Performance Art Pieces from a Government in Reflux

The Trump administration’s second act has arrived—unseasoned, unfiltered, and flush with the confidence of a man who thinks The Art of the Deal is still in print. What began as a 2016 fever dream has curdled into a 2025 reality show reboot: America’s Next Top Autocrat. Naturally, there’s been some turbulence. The president, emboldened by
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Rest Easy, Prince of Darkness: A Farewell to Ozzy Osbourne

I wasn’t a diehard fan. I didn’t memorize lyrics or follow every twist in his tour dates or tattoos. I didn’t grow up with Black Sabbath posters on my walls or devil horns in the air. But when I heard the news—Ozzy Osbourne has passed away—I felt something cave in anyway. That’s what happens when
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Fake It Till You Mean It: When Pretending Feels Like the Truth

📚 See all my books on Amazon🔗 Free on Kindle Unlimited: Fake It Till You Mean It I started writing Fake It Till You Mean It in 2015. Back then, it was lighter. A queer romcom with fake dating, wedding chaos, and just enough sarcasm to keep the feelings at bay. It was fun. Clever.
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Coldplay, Cheating, and Capitalism: The Astronomer Scandal Was Written in the Stars

Let’s set the scene: Gillette Stadium. The lights are low. The band is Coldplay—because of course it is. “A Sky Full of Stars” crescendos like the emotional climax of a mid-2000s rom-com. And right as the chorus hits, the jumbotron zooms in on two people who look like they’ve just discovered physical touch. Only it’s
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While You Were Here: A Love Letter to Daisy, the Girl Who Saved Me

There’s a kind of poetry in loss—a slow, unexpected elegy that weaves through the days, a mournful melody that reminds you that even in absence, someone can fill your life with meaning. While You Were Here isn’t just a story about grief; it’s a fictional memoir about living—and sometimes barely surviving—with Daisy, the little chihuahua



