You ever notice how a lot of leftism these days feels like someone just slapped a political label onto a guy who never learned how to do his own laundry? I mean, remember when you were a kid—like a teenager, say—and you’d get all furious at the world because you, I don’t know, got a…
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Delay Deny Defend
You ever notice how insurance companies have turned into the schoolyard bullies of the adult world? Yeah, that’s right, the folks who are supposed to “share your risk” and “have your back” are now the ones knocking your lunch tray onto the floor. Except it’s not a milk carton and a PB&J they’re dropping; it’s…
Achieving Super Gender
In the labyrinth of modern existence, many young adults find themselves ensnared by doubt, confusion, and a pervasive sense of aimlessness. The transition into adulthood, once a heralded journey of self-discovery and accomplishment, has become fraught with uncertainty. Yet, there lies a path that not only dispels this fog of despondency but also instills confidence,…
Robot Slaves
You ever notice how history has a way of repeating itself, especially when we refuse to learn from it? Take the grand idea of using slaves for cheap labor. Ah yes, humanity’s oldest bad habit. We think, “Free labor? Sign me up! What could possibly go wrong?” Well, sit back and let me tell you—a…
Digital Potemkin Villages
There is something almost charming about the audacity of illusion. Throughout history, we’ve seen leaders, regimes, and movements craft entire realities out of thin air to bolster their strength or conceal their weaknesses. In the modern age, however, this art of illusion has reached unprecedented sophistication. The Democrats, with their unerring knack for performative politics,…
Artificial Foods
Let’s talk about food. Not the romanticized, farm-to-table idealism or the soul-soothing street food of a back alley in Bangkok, but the cold, processed reality of what lines the shelves of American grocery stores. The fluorescent-lit aisles are a neon jungle of bright colors, bold fonts, and promises of “great taste!”—a cacophony of marketing so…
Island restaurants
Island restaurants are absurd. There’s no other way to put it. You land in paradise, surrounded by shimmering water teeming with life, and what do they serve you? Alaskan king crab, farmed salmon that tastes like wet cardboard, and shrimp from Thailand—a globalized culinary catastrophe brought to you by frozen cargo. Somehow, they think that…
Landslide
Let’s talk about the single greatest landslide in the history of not just American politics, but—brace yourself—the history of civilization. That’s right, civilization. We’re talking about Donald Trump’s earth-shattering victory. This isn’t just a win; it’s a Win™, in all caps, bold, italicized, with little fireworks shooting off the ends. Forget Napoleon, forget Alexander the…
Equity is Theft
There is something profoundly troubling about the modern obsession with “equity”, especially when it comes to areas as critical and complex as healthcare. The term itself, equity, suggests a noble endeavor—ensuring everyone has an equal chance at life’s essential services, leveling the playing field for all. But here’s the uncomfortable truth that gets glossed over:…
Hating Elon
It seems that every time someone comes along with a genuine vision for the future, someone who’s actually capable of moving the needle for humanity, there’s a bunch of small-minded bureaucrats standing in the way, clipboards in hand, trying to throw sand in the gears? Yeah, I’m talking about Elon Musk—you know, the guy who’s…
Patronage, Malice, or Incompetence
You ever notice how paying taxes is like putting gas in a car you’ll never drive? You fill it up, they thank you, and then they drive off to who-knows-where while you’re left standing there like an idiot, waiting for a ride that’ll never come. They’ve got a tank full of your cash, and you’ve…
We Die Young
In Seattle, there was a peculiar thing that happened in the late 80s and early 90s. The weather was always wet, the skies mostly gray, and the streets slicked with rain and possibility, though neither one seemed to go anywhere. And so it was, in the birthplace of grunge—when the amplifiers hummed with distortion and…