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The Sandwich That Shook the Republic

In a different era, this would’ve been a throwaway story — a quirky “and finally…” item at the end of the evening news. But in 2025, with an administration hungry for proof of chaos, it’s an entrée. A wrapped sandwich has been elevated to the level of a threat to national order. The bread is…
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Twenty-Two Years and Counting: Trump’s Guide to Admiring Power for Power’s Sake

Trump’s admiration for Aliyev isn’t an isolated gaffe or a harmless bit of flattery. It’s a window into a worldview where longevity in power is proof of merit, where central control is synonymous with good governance, and where dissent is a branding problem, not a democratic right. The lesson here isn’t that Trump wants to…
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Jim Acosta Interviews AI-Generated Shooting Victim, and Journalism Finally Eats Its Own Soul

here’s a point at which “innovative” stops meaning forward-thinking and starts meaning we ran out of shame. We are well past that point. Journalism’s job is to speak to the living, hold the powerful accountable, and honor the dead with accuracy and dignity. This? This is puppeteering the dead for clicks, calling it progress, and…
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The Art of the Strategic Amnesia: Trump’s Epstein Damage Control Summit

Washington has seen its share of “nothing to see here” moments, but this week’s gathering in the West Wing might be the new gold standard. Picture it: Vice President J.D. Vance, former Florida Attorney General Pam Bondi, and loyalist-turned-FBI-director Kash Patel huddled together under the genteel glow of White House sconces, plotting a strategy to
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The Gilded Ceiling: When Diplomacy Gets a Dance Floor Upgrade

It was the kind of announcement that arrived with all the subtlety of a gold-plated wrecking ball: Former President Donald Trump, against the backdrop of campaign chants and crystal chandeliers, declared that the White House—America’s most sacred secular shrine—will soon be getting a 90,000-square-foot ballroom. Because apparently, what the executive branch lacked most wasn’t decorum,

