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The Potemkin Peace: When Israel and Hamas Gaza Ceasefire Maps Become Rorschach Tests
Somewhere inside the air-conditioned quiet of Foggy Bottom, a handful of diplomats are trying to sell the world on an illusion that’s fraying faster than the paper it’s printed on. The U.S. State Department, ever the dealer in optimism laced with caveats, has warned allies that it has “credible reports” Hamas is preparing an imminent
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The Crown and the Comb-Over: Trump’s Tragic Game of Thrones Cosplay Just In Time For No Kings Day
There’s a certain poetry to watching a man confuse his own delusion for destiny. Donald J. Trump, reality television’s answer to a Greek tragedy, seems to believe he’s Daenerys Targaryen: the wronged ruler, exiled from his throne, fated to return on the backs of dragons—or in his case, a fleet of golf carts wrapped in
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The Church of Selective Justice: Saint George of Santos and the Gospel of Trumpian Mercy
There are miracles, and then there are Trump-era miracles — the kind that make you question if God outsourced justice to a reality show producer. George Santos, the man who lied about everything from his résumé to his existence as a mammal capable of shame, just walked out of federal prison after less than three
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Prince Andrew’s Title Tantrum: When the Crown Smells Smoke From the Epstein Files
There’s something about the smell of royal scandal that hits differently—less like smoke and more like an expensive candle trying to cover up the scent of a body decomposing under the palace floorboards. The official word from Buckingham Palace this week is that Prince Andrew, formerly the Duke of York, is voluntarily “stepping back” from
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Admiral Overboard: How to Lose a War Before It Starts When You Bomb People Illegally
Admiral Alvin Holsey’s early retirement announcement landed with the subtlety of a depth charge. The commander of U.S. Southern Command—one of the most experienced and respected flag officers in the Navy—is stepping down two years early, just as the Caribbean simmers with covert operations, disputed maritime strikes, and the growing sense that the United States
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Trump’s Failing Ceasefire That’s Cosplaying As A Peace Plan
At the midpoint between “mission accomplished” and “please hold,” the Gaza ceasefire now lives in the liminal space where optimism is just fatigue wearing better clothes. Cameras caught the handshakes, the solemn statements, the flags arranged like theater props—but now the applause has faded, and the work has begun to creak under its own paperwork.
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The Lines We Draw: Trump’s Supreme Court Decides Racism Needs A Reboot
Every few years, America remembers that it is technically a democracy, dusts off its maps, and starts drawing lines like a toddler with too many crayons and not enough supervision. This week, that coloring session moved to the Supreme Court, where the justices heard oral arguments in the latest Voting Rights Act showdown out of
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The Great San Francisco Photo Op: Trump Plans His Next ICE Invasion
There are few things more American than a trial balloon floated before breakfast and litigated by lunch. This week’s episode comes courtesy of President Donald Trump, who told reporters he is “considering” sending National Guard troops into San Francisco. The comment, equal parts threat and theater, landed with the kind of bureaucratic thud that rattles
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The Hatch Act: The Law That Everyone Violates and No One Enforces
Somewhere in the dusty filing cabinets of American democracy, beneath the “Do Not Remove Under Penalty of Law” mattress tags and the ghost of civics classes past, lies the Hatch Act. Passed in 1939, it was meant to be the firewall between government work and campaign work. The promise was simple: no mixing taxpayer business
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The Pentagon’s New Press Policy: Silence Is Security
There’s a strange kind of quiet settling over Washington, the kind that hums beneath fluorescent lights and seeps into locked hallways. You can almost hear it in the Pentagon now, where the familiar chaos of reporters—phones buzzing, keyboards clacking, voices volleying across corridors—has been replaced by the steady whirr of an air vent. The silence