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The Ghislaine Games: Now Streaming on the Delusion Network

Ghislaine Maxwell, former jet-set socialite turned convicted sex trafficker turned “spiritual wellness enthusiast” (her words, allegedly), has now completed her two-day interview with Justice Department officials. That’s right—two whole days to unload the receipts of a multi-decade global child trafficking ring. Either she talks faster than Gilmore Girls on cocaine, or someone left half the
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Top 10 Most Absurd Things That Have Happened So Far in 2025 (And It’s Only July)

Well, it’s official: 2025 has politely asked 2020 to hold its drink and then shoved it down a flight of metaphorical stairs. We’re barely halfway through the year, and already the timeline reads like a rejected Black Mirror writer’s fever dream. From AI scandals to legislative cosplay, here’s your semi-comprehensive list of the ten most
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Silicon Fever Dreams: Tech Titans, Quantum Chaos, and the Dawn of AI Interviewers Who Judge Your Vibe

Somewhere between the release of a quantum chip named like your aunt’s dog (hi, Willow) and the quiet pivot from “ban AI in hiring” to “please, AI, hire someone,” the tech world decided it was time to let its mask slip. Not the innovation mask. The sanity one. This week’s round-up in Techgeddon 2025™ offers
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Opera, Trade, and Deportation Roulette: A Week in the Trump Administration That Somehow All Makes Sense

It’s hard to say what week we’re in—politically, cosmically, or narratively—but it’s clear the Trump administration is back on its greatest-hits tour. Only this time, the album’s scratched, the vocals are louder, and the backup dancers are Congressional interns filing ethics waivers. In just a few days, we’ve seen an opera house rebranded like a
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Rest Easy, Prince of Darkness: A Farewell to Ozzy Osbourne

I wasn’t a diehard fan. I didn’t memorize lyrics or follow every twist in his tour dates or tattoos. I didn’t grow up with Black Sabbath posters on my walls or devil horns in the air. But when I heard the news—Ozzy Osbourne has passed away—I felt something cave in anyway. That’s what happens when




