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“You’re on Your Own, Kid”: The Chaos That Would Follow Killing the Affordable Care Act (Obamacare)
Picture it: You wake up tomorrow and the Affordable Care Act—the rickety scaffolding that keeps our health-care carnival from collapsing—has vanished overnight. No repeal-and-replace. No Medicare-for-All sequel. Just an empty folder where your coverage used to live, and a nation of 330 million people standing in line at CVS holding expired insurance cards and prayer
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Watchdog? More Like Watchdogged: The Tanking of Trump’s “Nazi-Streak” Nominee
You’d think after a year of government face-plants, someone in Trump’s orbit might nominate a watchdog who didn’t actively bite democracy. Instead, the White House delivered Paul Ingrassia—a 30-year-old law school graduate with the résumé depth of a TikTok bio—to run the Office of Special Counsel, the federal agency designed to protect whistleblowers and keep
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Grift Nation: Inside the Cash Streams of a $0 Paycheck Trump Presidency
He brags he doesn’t take a salary, then turns the presidency into a cashback card with no limit—platform settlements, sovereign “gifts,” crypto windfalls, donor dinners, family funds, and hotel invoices humming like slot machines—daring the country to mistake a press release for ethics. He wants the zero to glow like a halo. He holds it
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I Like My Dallas Neat, With No ICE
There’s an old saying in Texas politics: if you can’t fix a problem, create a new one that sounds expensive. Enter Dallas Mayor Eric Johnson, a man so enamored with federal “partnerships” that he’s now trying to marry local policing to ICE, as if that’s the sequel anyone wanted. You’d think the recent ICE facility
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Trump’s Gilded Palace: The $250M White House Ballroom That Bulldozes History And Resembles What He’s Doing To the Country
Privately funded, process-dodging, and Rose Garden–erasing: a donor-built venue turning the people’s house into a pay-to-play stage while democracy waits behind the construction fence. The White House is supposed to be a workplace. Not a logo. Not a set. Not a gold-plated stage for a man who buys property and slaps his ugly name on
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Trump the Wannabe King and the Sludge: A Royal Flush from the Sky of Delusion
Some men crave legacy. Others crave power. And then there are those who crave the cinematic experience of dumping digital sewage on protesters while “Danger Zone” blares in the background. Donald J. Trump, patron saint of grievance and green screen, has once again redefined leadership—not as the art of governance, but as a content genre.
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Operation Campaign Reel: The War That Started Because Trump Got Bored on a Yacht
The Caribbean has always had a cinematic allure: turquoise water, tropical breezes, and now, apparently, a naval blockade that could double as the trailer for a Michael Bay reboot of Bay of Pigs. Since early September, President Donald Trump has pushed the United States to the brink of open war with Venezuela, cloaking the move
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The Algorithm Will See You Now: How YouTube Became Television’s Final Boss
There’s a poetic cruelty in watching television networks—once smug arbiters of American attention—now refreshing their own YouTube analytics like anxious creators in ring lights. For decades, they owned the living room. Now, they’re tenants, and the landlord’s name is YouTube. The deep dive is no longer theoretical: YouTube has eaten TV’s lunch, commandeered its dinner
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Artillery Over the 405: America’s Longest Traffic Jam Turns Into a Military Parade
There’s something quintessentially American about the sight of artillery fire streaking across a highway full of Teslas. It’s not just the juxtaposition of power and paralysis, of steel ambition and rubberized helplessness—it’s that we managed to turn an interstate into a battlefield metaphor without even noticing. On October 18, 2025, California drivers got front-row seats
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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