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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.
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The 226-Page Love Letter to Google: Antitrust as Performance Art

On September 2, 2025, U.S. District Judge Amit Mehta finally dropped his long-awaited remedy order in the Justice Department’s search-monopoly case against Google. Two-hundred and twenty-six pages of judicial prose, the kind that smells faintly of toner and resignation, landed with a thud that echoed through Washington and Silicon Valley. For all the build-up—whispers of
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Cash Me Outside the Constitution: How the Presidency Became Trump’s Most Profitable Side Hustle
The polite version says markets respond to policy. The honest version says markets respond to who writes the policy—and whether he’s already holding the bag you’re about to fill. On September 1–2, 2025, the Trump family’s crypto venture World Liberty Financial flicked its neon “OPEN” sign, listing the $WLFI token across major exchanges and conjuring
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Mariah Carey Finally Gets Her Moon Person: The VMAs Discover What the Rest of Us Knew in 1990

Awards are a strange currency. They aren’t proof of greatness, only proof of consensus—or more often, proof that enough voters remembered to tick the right box after too many cocktails. But every so often, awards act as an accidental confession. That’s what’s happening on September 7, 2025, when the MTV Video Music Awards will finally
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The Great Victory Parade: When History Becomes State-Sponsored Fanfiction

There are two things authoritarian governments love more than power: parades and revisionist history. So it was no surprise that on September 1–3, 2025, Beijing gave us both in one dazzling, over-produced spectacle—an 80th-anniversary Victory Day parade so self-congratulatory it made the Oscars look humble. Xi Jinping, standing tall on his reviewing platform, hosted none
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When the Dog Who Saved Me Needs Saving Too

There are few relationships as pure and transformative as the one between a person and their dog. Daisy isn’t just my pet. She isn’t just company. Daisy is the love of my life—the reason I kept breathing on nights when I didn’t think I could. She has been my anchor, my laughter, my comforter, my
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Prestige TV, or How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Firehose

By 2025, prestige television no longer means anything. It’s like calling water wet, or calling Marvel “cinema” just to rile up Scorsese. Prestige used to be rarefied air—The Sopranos, The Wire, Mad Men. Now it’s practically background radiation, humming behind every streaming app. Prestige has metastasized. Every show arrives pre-packaged as “prestige,” the way cereal


