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The Future of Work Is Bleak, Unregulated, and Happily Branded as “Freedom”

Welcome to 2025, where the American Dream has been converted into a 1099 form and a Slack notification. The office is dead, the commute is optional, and your job description now includes “personal brand ambassador” and “self-motivated hope archaeologist.” Let’s talk about the “future of work,” shall we? A phrase that once conjured images of
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The Second Term’s the Charm: Trump, DEI, and Other Performance Art Pieces from a Government in Reflux

The Trump administration’s second act has arrived—unseasoned, unfiltered, and flush with the confidence of a man who thinks The Art of the Deal is still in print. What began as a 2016 fever dream has curdled into a 2025 reality show reboot: America’s Next Top Autocrat. Naturally, there’s been some turbulence. The president, emboldened by
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Comic‑Con 2025: When Tron, Robots, and Redux Make Us Question Reality

San Diego Comic‑Con 2025 has officially arrived, bringing with it the usual spectacle: bold trailers, unexpected celebrity cameos, and the kind of hyperreal sci‑fi enthusiasm that makes your real life feel like dial‑up internet. Here’s your satirical review of the weirdest, wildest, and most neon-lit highlights: 1. Tron: Ares Takes Over Hall H Disney premiered
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Fake It Till You Mean It: When Pretending Feels Like the Truth

📚 See all my books on Amazon🔗 Free on Kindle Unlimited: Fake It Till You Mean It I started writing Fake It Till You Mean It in 2015. Back then, it was lighter. A queer romcom with fake dating, wedding chaos, and just enough sarcasm to keep the feelings at bay. It was fun. Clever.
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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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Trump’s Legs Are Tired. America is Too.

In news that will shock absolutely no one who’s seen a senior citizen in a golf cart wearing three layers of bronzer and rage, Donald Trump has been diagnosed with chronic venous insufficiency (CVI)—which, to the medically uninitiated, translates roughly to: his veins are tired of the bullshit too.



