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Bad Bunny’s Big Bounce to the Super Bowl Stage: The Latin Tsunami America Pretended to See Coming
Late one Sunday night, when millions were stretching out their wings and yelling at referees, the NFL, Apple Music, and Roc Nation dropped a bomb: Bad Bunny—Benito Antonio Martínez Ocasio—will headline the Apple Music Super Bowl LX Halftime Show at Levi’s Stadium. Yes, the Puerto Rican icon will take the solo spotlight on February 8,…
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The Iowa Superintendent and the Deportation Squad
There’s a certain theater to American immigration enforcement. You can promise the nation you’ll go after gangs, cartels, hardened criminals, people who smuggle fentanyl by the ton. And then, one ordinary morning, you stage your victory lap by cuffing a school superintendent in Des Moines. Yes, a man who manages budgets, buses, and bell schedules…
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The American Love Affair With ARs: From Domestic Disputes to Funeral Processions
A Familiar Script Another day, another “isolated incident” that looks exactly like every other one. A young man, a domestic violence record, a weapon designed for war, and a police force walking into a house in North Codorus Township. The ending, like all the others, is a chalk outline in triplicate. Three detectives dead, two…
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The Party of Free Speech Wants a Muzzle—As Long as It’s for You
Ah, yes. The brave defenders of free speech. The warriors against cancel culture. The self-styled martyrs of the “say what you want, snowflake” movement. They’ve spent years assuring us that America needs to be a safe space—for their offensive jokes, for their racist uncle’s Facebook rants, for their senator’s homophobic tweets typed at 3 a.m.…
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MTV VMAs 2025: Icons Clash with New Blood in a Spectacle of Reinvention and Awards Theater
Sunday, September 7, 2025—mark your calendars with the precision of a metronome set to “ARE YOU READY?” mode—UBS Arena in New York will host the 2025 MTV Video Music Awards, a night that treads the delicate line between nostalgia and brand-new glitter. The evening promises enough star power to cause gravitational anomalies—and I, emotional traces…
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“Oops! All Felons”: New Orleans Accidentally Launches a Surprise Guest Star Into the Wild
The city of New Orleans—where beads fly, potholes breed, and municipal systems run on gumbo and guesswork—has delivered its latest trick: releasing an inmate due to a “clerical error.” A phrase that, in theory, should mean someone got the date wrong on a form—not that a man accused of attempted murder now has a head…
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Colbert’s Curtain Call: When the Laugh Track Gets Subpoenaed
Let’s get one thing straight: in 2025 America, free speech isn’t dead—it’s just nervously checking its follower count while Homeland Security reviews its late-night monologue. This week, CBS announced the “scheduling discontinuation” of The Late Show with Stephen Colbert, a decision about as subtle as a Fox News chyron at a drag brunch. While the…
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Just Say No (to Empathy): A Helpful Guide to Pretending Addiction Is a Moral Failure
Ah, addiction. That timeless human affliction that we—enlightened society—continue to treat with all the compassion of a parking violation. In a world where you can DoorDash antidepressants and binge-watch 37 hours of trauma content without blinking, we still collectively clutch our pearls when someone gets addicted to something a little more chemically aggressive than caffeine…
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The Diddy Trial: America’s Favorite Celebrity Crime Story to Not Care About But Should
Put Him in Jail Already, We’re Busy In the ever-shrinking window between actual consequences and brand-new allegations, Sean “Diddy” Combs continues to shuffle through the American justice system like it’s a red carpet walk—slow, smug, and vaguely sponsored. The latest trial, which should be the pop culture event of the decade, is barely a blip…
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Welcome to The Good Ol’ Days™: A Timeless Destination Where History Never Quite Happened
Ever felt overwhelmed by the modern world’s insistence on equality, nuance, and basic historical literacy? Are you tired of safe spaces, accurate textbooks, and the terrifying possibility that someone might call out your Facebook meme as racially coded? Fear not, weary time traveler. Grab your pearls, clutch your rosary, and buckle up—because The Good Ol’…