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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
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The Parasocial Comfort Blanket: Why SmartLess Owns My Brain
It’s not easy to admit that the most stable relationship in my life right now involves three middle-aged white men who don’t know I exist. And yet, here I am, another hopelessly devoted listener of SmartLess, the podcast where Jason Bateman, Will Arnett, and Sean Hayes invite celebrity guests, mispronounce each other’s words, interrupt constantly,
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The Dust in the Sunlight: Why I Stopped Waiting and Hit Publish
Thank you for being here—for reading to the bottom, for believing longform isn’t dead, for understanding that the dust in the sunlight is not failure but evidence. Evidence that we’ve been moving, living, changing the air. These books are my evidence. I hope one of them becomes yours.
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Pete Buttigieg and the Litmus Test That Ate 2028
This was supposed to be Buttigieg’s strength: grace under pressure, a knack for threading impossible needles. Instead, he’s left with the political equivalent of a half-buttoned shirt in a job interview—too casual for the formal crowd, too formal for the casual one. The Gaza litmus test has no safe answers. But what Pete Buttigieg discovered…
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When Shots Echo in Hallowed Halls: CDC Under Fire, Misinformation to Blame
Here’s the hard truth: when misinformation becomes gospel, shooting at disease-fighting institutions becomes protest. When public health is delegitimized by those in power, the weapons stop being metaphorical. At the end of this horror, officers died, scientists feared for their lives, and toddlers cried behind locked doors. And while logos and bullet casings can be…
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The Day the WNBA Got a New Sponsor: Batteries Not Included
There are certain moments in sports history that get replayed for decades. Michael Jordan’s flu game. Brandi Chastain’s penalty kick. The time a sex toy took center court at a WNBA game. Yes, you read that correctly. Somewhere between the jump ball and the final buzzer, an adult novelty item decided it was time for
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Trump Taps Heritage Foundation Economist to Run Bureau of Labor Statistics — Because What Is Math Without Ideology?
It’s easy to shrug off an appointment like this as inside-baseball politics. But the numbers the BLS produces influence interest rates, Social Security cost-of-living adjustments, wage negotiations, and how every American feels about the state of the economy. Put the wrong storyteller in charge of those numbers, and you can warp not just policy, but…
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Supreme Court Flirts with “Roe Treatment” for Gay Marriage — America Holds Its Breath and Its Vows
Rights rarely vanish in a thunderclap. They dissolve in a drizzle of exceptions, carve-outs, and “reasonable accommodations” that turn the bold promise of equality into something conditional. Marriage equality is not under attack because it has failed — it’s under attack because it has succeeded, because it proved that queer love could be ordinary, visible,…
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Rent Is Due, The Ball Is Tonight, and I’m Out of Clean Socks: Why Cinderfella: Glass Slipper Half-Full Exists
Read Cinderfella: Glass Slipper Half-Full • Visit my Amazon author page If you’ve ever tried to hold your life together with bus transfers, group chats, and a borrowed suit that smells like ambition—hi. That’s where Cinderfella lives. It’s a Cinderella retelling for the rent-burdened, burnout-bruised, boundary-building crowd: magic that shows up late, refuses to do