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America’s New Age of Political Violence: Or, How to Lose Friends and Radicalize People
The Washington Post says we’ve entered “a new age of political violence.” How quaint of them to suggest there was ever an old age that ended. The difference, perhaps, is that now we livestream it, brand it with hashtags, and serve it to audiences like a Netflix series that never gets canceled. The latest episode
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A Single Round, A Million Excuses: A Cultural Critique of the Assassination of Charlie Kirk
Let us convene, grim-eyed, on the manicured quads of Utah Valley University, where normalcy shattered into shards of ideological glass in a single, solitary moment: the death of a political firebrand, felled supposedly by a single bullet from a nearby building. That bullet—cold, precise, unembellished by flourish or bombast—reduces weeks, perhaps years, of incendiary rhetoric
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Twenty-Four Years Later: What We Should Have Learned from 9/11 (But Absolutely Didn’t)
The anniversary of September 11 rolls around every year like a fire alarm that no one bothers to silence anymore. We stop, we remember, we replay the grainy footage in our minds, and then—like a nation addicted to selective amnesia—we forget the one lesson we were supposed to have learned: unity. Not unity as in
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Charlie Kirk Assassination was a Travesty but Spare Us the Martyrdom
First, the only thing that should be easy to say I don’t condone political violence from anyone, toward anyone. A man was killed while speaking, a family lost their person, and that is a human tragedy before it is a headline. Full stop. It deserves grief, not grift. It deserves time to breathe, not instant
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iPhone 17 Air, Pro, and the Gospel of “Good Enough AI”: What Apple Really Sold You
Apple didn’t throw a pep rally for artificial intelligence. It staged a fashion show for rectangles. Four phones, one new tier, one very thin thesis: design, battery, camera—and then we’ll whisper “AI” like a kitchen appliance setting. The headline isn’t sentience. It’s silhouette. The new iPhone Air arrives as a sheet of resolve: 5.6 mm
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The Department of Defense Is Dead. Long Live the Department of War.
On September 5, 2025, President Donald J. Trump signed an executive order that rebranded the Department of Defense as the “Department of War.” It was the kind of move that sounds like a late-night Onion headline but instead became federal reality, complete with Pete Hegseth introducing himself on Fox & Friends the next morning as
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Love Isn’t a Rose Ceremony—It’s Tuesday at 2 A.M. Accept This Apple, my reimagining of Snow White, is available now.
Read Accept This Apple and explore my Amazon author page. The Faeries Tell series has one unruly mission: keep the shine, fix the wiring, and invite everyone who’s been standing just off-camera to step into the light. Each book reimagines a “problematic” fairy tale through trauma-literate realism, queerness without spectacle, and modern logistics—because real magic
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When Right Eats Right: Newsmax, Fox, and the Great Conservative Antitrust Cage Match
On September 3, 2025, Newsmax decided that if you can’t beat Fox in ratings, you might as well sue them for antitrust violations. The conservative underdog filed a scorched-earth complaint in the Southern District of Florida, accusing Fox Corp. and Fox News of monopolizing the right-leaning TV news market for years. The laundry list of
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The Relic of Reboots: Sophie Turner and the Eternal Tomb Raider Economy
On September 3, 2025, Amazon MGM Studios confirmed what had already been whispered across every fan forum and Variety sidebar: Sophie Turner will strap on the dual pistols of Lara Croft for a new live-action Tomb Raider series on Prime Video. Created and written by Phoebe Waller-Bridge—who will co-showrun with Chad Hodge, with Jonathan Van
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From a Mountain of Solitude to a Lifetime of Yes: The Love Story I Didn’t See Coming
One year ago today, I stood on a mountain in Hawaiʻi with the wind in my face and the Pacific unrolling itself in that impossible blue. It was the kind of view that makes your chest go quiet—the kind that feels like an answer without words. I had come there alone. I was traveling alone.