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The Ten-Minute Louvre Heist: How to Rob an Empire Before Your Coffee Cools
There’s a reason Paris loves a good crime. The city romanticized heists before Hollywood did, and it’s been living off the legend of the 1911 Mona Lisa caper for more than a century. But this one isn’t charming. This one hurts. In a daylight raid that lasted roughly the length of an espresso break, a
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I Like My Dallas Neat, With No ICE
There’s an old saying in Texas politics: if you can’t fix a problem, create a new one that sounds expensive. Enter Dallas Mayor Eric Johnson, a man so enamored with federal “partnerships” that he’s now trying to marry local policing to ICE, as if that’s the sequel anyone wanted. You’d think the recent ICE facility
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The Surveillance Suburbia: When the “Perfect Neighbor” Is the Watchtower of Fear
There’s a palpable hum in the night of suburban America—the 21st-century soundtrack of kids laughing under street-lamps, sprinklers buzzing, and the infinite ping of Ring-cams catching everything except the lives they claim to protect. In The Perfect Neighbor, directed by Geeta Gandbhir, this quiet suburban soundtrack becomes acoustic evidence of paranoia. The film chronicles a
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The Hunger Games: Trump’s SNAP Shutdown
There’s a moment every fall when America pretends to care about food. Usually it arrives in the form of syrupy commercials: laughing families in sweaters, grocery carts brimming with abundance, the phrase “holiday spirit” hovering over a table that looks sponsored by a butter manufacturer. This year, that tableau feels like parody. Because as the
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Operation Campaign Reel: The War That Started Because Trump Got Bored on a Yacht
The Caribbean has always had a cinematic allure: turquoise water, tropical breezes, and now, apparently, a naval blockade that could double as the trailer for a Michael Bay reboot of Bay of Pigs. Since early September, President Donald Trump has pushed the United States to the brink of open war with Venezuela, cloaking the move
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The Algorithm Will See You Now: How YouTube Became Television’s Final Boss
There’s a poetic cruelty in watching television networks—once smug arbiters of American attention—now refreshing their own YouTube analytics like anxious creators in ring lights. For decades, they owned the living room. Now, they’re tenants, and the landlord’s name is YouTube. The deep dive is no longer theoretical: YouTube has eaten TV’s lunch, commandeered its dinner
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The Potemkin Peace: When Israel and Hamas Gaza Ceasefire Maps Become Rorschach Tests
Somewhere inside the air-conditioned quiet of Foggy Bottom, a handful of diplomats are trying to sell the world on an illusion that’s fraying faster than the paper it’s printed on. The U.S. State Department, ever the dealer in optimism laced with caveats, has warned allies that it has “credible reports” Hamas is preparing an imminent
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The Crown and the Comb-Over: Trump’s Tragic Game of Thrones Cosplay Just In Time For No Kings Day
There’s a certain poetry to watching a man confuse his own delusion for destiny. Donald J. Trump, reality television’s answer to a Greek tragedy, seems to believe he’s Daenerys Targaryen: the wronged ruler, exiled from his throne, fated to return on the backs of dragons—or in his case, a fleet of golf carts wrapped in
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The Emperor Wears No Clothes—And Everyone Pretends They Don’t See It: How Trump’s Harshest Critics Became His Choir
There’s something disorienting about watching people who once called Donald Trump a national emergency now speak of him as though he were a misunderstood prophet in golf cleats. The same mouths that used to choke on his name now spit-polish it with reverence. Meghan McCain, Megyn Kelly, Marco Rubio, JD Vance, Lindsey Graham, Ted Cruz,
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Is America Replaying 1930s Germany? Trump, Fascism, and the Creep We Pretend Not to See
I remember sitting in history class as a kid and staring at the photos they always brought out for the chapter on Germany, the ones with the flags and the straight lines and the faces that were either rapturous or empty, and thinking how did they let this happen. I was convinced there must have