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Rodeo, Run-ins & Rehab: Lil Nas X’s 6 a.m. “Midnight Remix” in Studio City
Picture it: early morning on Ventura Boulevard, Studio City. The sky is still a bruise. Streetlights flicker like judging eyebrows. A nude man strides down the sidewalk, shoulders thrown back like he just emerged from a Private Jet and Seminoles matchup—and charges at police when they arrive. He’s escorted off in cuffs, hospitalized for suspected
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Siri, Rebooted (Again): Apple’s Never-Ending Quest for AI Credibility
On August 22, 2025, MacRumors published a guide that basically confirmed what anyone who has ever yelled “HEY SIRI” into a pillow already suspected: Apple’s voice assistant is being completely gutted. Again. The so-called “LLM Siri” overhaul won’t arrive until spring 2026—because nothing says innovation like promising to fix the thing you broke five years
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Jurassic Runway: Britain’s New Dinosaur Brings Sail-Back Chic to the Early Cretaceous
On August 22, 2025, scientists revealed the debut of the year’s most unexpected fashion icon: a sail-backed iguanodontian dinosaur from the Isle of Wight, Istiorachis macarthurae. Discovered in rocks from the Early Cretaceous and strutting out of the Wessex Formation at a mere 125 million years old, this plant-eating beast arrived on the scene with
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Sleeping Fairy: A Queer, Early-2000s Retelling Where a MySpace Post Becomes the Spinning Wheel
Sleeping Fairy is a queer, early-2000s retelling where a MySpace outing replaces the spindle and community—not a prince—does the saving. The post explains why The Faeries Tell rewrites classics without harmful tropes, centering consent, agency, disability-honest recovery, and everyday care. It follows Rory, Philip, Leah, and “fairy godmothers” Florence, Fawn, and Mary, critiquing the original’s…
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Queen for a Day, Collateral for a Lifetime: Ghislaine Maxwell’s Tailored Exoneration Tour
On August 22, 2025, the Department of Justice released the transcripts and audio from a two-day, July interview with Ghislaine Maxwell—convicted sex trafficker and legendary social climber. She was given a brief, rarefied slice of immunity—a “queen-for-a-day” proffer—interviewed not by the usual prosecutors who build cases, but by Deputy Attorney General Todd Blanche (yes, that
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The Mustache Raid: John Bolton and the FBI’s Newest Political Opera
On August 22, 2025, FBI agents descended on John Bolton’s Bethesda home and his Washington, D.C., office. They carted off boxes while Montgomery County police stood by, politely blocking the cul-de-sac like it was the Macy’s Day Parade for subpoenas. The stated reason: investigating whether Bolton illegally possessed or shared classified information. The unstated reason:
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English-Only Nation: The Trump-Era War on Multilingualism, Now With Federal Endorsement
The Department of Education, in what can only be described as a masterclass in quiet cruelty, has decided that five million English learners across the country are now just a line item too expensive to justify. On August 20, 2025, the department formally rescinded the 2015 “Dear Colleague” guidance—the one that spelled out, in plain
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Sneak Peek: The First Chapter of Sleeping Fairy
Back in 2018, I drafted a retelling of Sleeping Beauty that was never really about castles or curses. It was about MySpace. It was about being twenty-one in the early 2000s—when dial-up whined through your bedroom wall, when your whole life could be demolished in a single public post, when “delete” wasn’t an option because
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Pratt, Policies, and Polite Pretense: A Star in Defense Mode
Hollywood’s favorite dude-next-door, Chris Pratt, recently found himself in a moral minefield. He came out publicly to defend RFK Jr.’s policies, calling the wave of backlash “unreasonable hatred” and adding, “I want them all to be successful.” By “them all,” we suspect he meant both Kennedy and… everyone else who learned the difference between anti-vax
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Weapons, Freakier Fridays, and the Death Rattle of Sydney Sweeney’s Americana
The box office has once again delivered its weekend sermon, and America, faithful parishioner that it is, dutifully attended services with popcorn in hand. We were given horror, we were given nostalgia, we were given Bob Odenkirk with bruised knuckles, and—because capitalism cannot function without a sacrificial lamb—we were given Sydney Sweeney’s Americana quietly smothered