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The Secretary of War vs. The Astronaut: Why the Pentagon Is Court-Martialing a Senator for Reading the Manual
The transition from a democratic republic to a reality television autocracy is usually marked by a change in the stationery. In the case of the Department of Defense, the rebranding has been less about letterhead and more about a fundamental shift in the metaphysics of the building. Under the stewardship of Pete Hegseth, a man
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Legally Bland: How the Trump DOJ Tried to Cast Lindsey Halligan as a Prosecutor and Forgot to Read the Script
We have spent the last two decades treating the movie Legally Blonde as a lighthearted rom-com, but in the year 2025, it has revealed itself to be a prophetic warning about the dangers of underestimating a woman with a plan. The central thesis of that film, beneath the pink sequins and the scented résumé, was
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The Nuremberg Refresher Course: Why the “Seditious Six” Are the Only Ones Trying to Save the Troops from the Hague
The timeline of American decline has a specific, rhythmic quality to it now, like a drumbeat played by a toddler who found a loaded gun. On November 24, 2025, that rhythm accelerated into a frantic, terrified tempo when the Pentagon announced an “extraordinary misconduct probe” into Senator Mark Kelly. The crime of this retired Navy
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INVALID Paperwork of Tyranny: When the Revenge Tour Trips Over the Help Wanted Sign
The central tragedy of the modern authoritarian is that eventually, someone has to fill out a form. You can stand on a podium and scream about retribution until your voice gives out. You can promise to rain fire and fury on your enemies. You can draft lists of traitors and fantasize about televised tribunals. But
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Trump’s ICE Body Bag: Where the Amenities Are Tylenol and a Body Bag
The wind in the high desert of Victorville, California, blows with a specific, sand-blasting indifference. It strips the paint off cars and the hope off human beings with equal efficiency. In this desolate landscape sits the Adelanto ICE Processing Center, a facility that sounds like a place where one might go to renew a driver’s
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The Ring Is in the Dishwasher, but the Marriage Is in the Sewer: Why Usha Vance Might Finally Be Tired of the MAGA Casting Call
There is a specific genre of political theater that plays out in the unspoken spaces of a marriage, a silent drama usually reserved for the frantic final act of a melodramatic screenplay. But recently, that drama has spilled out onto the campaign trail and into the glossy pages of People magazine, centering on the ring
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The Bat-Signal for Partisan Hacks: Texas Begs Alito to Save the Gerrymander
The frantic energy currently radiating from the Texas Governor’s Mansion is not the result of a grid emergency or a sudden concern for the welfare of the state’s foster children. It is the specific, high-pitched frequency of political desperation. On November 20, the state’s leadership, spearheaded by Governor Greg Abbott and Attorney General Ken Paxton,
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The Black Box Breaks Open: Why OpenAI Can No longer Hide Behind the Magic Trick
For the last two years, OpenAI has not really been a technology company. It has been a theology. It operated on the collective faith that if we just fed enough money and electricity into the black box, a digital god would emerge to solve cancer, climate change, and the burden of writing email subject lines.
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The Privacy of Arsonists: Why Congressional Seditionists Are Suddenly Worried About Their Data Plans
The modern American Senator is a creature of profound, almost biological delicacy. They are capable of summoning a mob to the steps of the Capitol, feeding that mob a steady diet of existential dread and lies, and then, when the glass breaks and the tear gas clears, they are capable of weeping softly because someone
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The Art of the Self-Own: How the Redistricting “Arms Race” Became a National Slapstick Routine
There is a specific, distinct sound that ambition makes when it snaps under the weight of its own greed, and on November 18, 2025, that sound echoed all the way from a federal courtroom in El Paso to the panic rooms of the Governor’s Mansion in Austin, before ricocheting westward to slap the smugness right