• Reality TV and the Great American IQ Landslide:

    The first warning shot came with WWE. Not the wrestling itself—that was a sacred institution of sweat and theater—but the way it warped the American psyche. The masses, bloated on beer and potato chips, swallowed the kayfabe like it was gospel, cheering for cartoon villains while the world burned outside their double-wide trailers. Meanwhile, I…

  • Tyson Vs Paul

    First, they came with WWE, and I said nothing, because I had a cushy job and good career prospects. Then, they came with the Jerry Springer Show, and I rolled my eyes, because I had a cushy job and good career prospects. Then, they came with Survivor, and I laughed, because I had a job…

  • The Paranoid Edge

    Somewhere in the haze of NSA intercepts and Russian war games, an uncomfortable truth slouches into focus: the United States has stumbled into a game it cannot win. Not because of some grand tactical error or an intelligence failure in Langley, but because of something far more insidious. The Russians—led by men like Putin and…

  • Autopsy #2

    The whole game of political analysis is about as useful now as a typewriter at a hacker convention—an artifact from a time when the masses had to nod their heads to a single “correct” interpretation of reality. But we’ve left that world behind, thanks to the glorious, unrelenting chaos unleashed by network technology. The internet…

  • Obama Punk

    Obama Punk: A retro saudade for a future that never arrived—a nostalgia for the glowing promise of change still wrapped in the sepia tones of mid-2000s optimism. It’s a world humming with the crackle of hope, dressed in sleek, modernist lines, and tinged with the bittersweet ache for a parallel history where lofty ideals took…

  • Trump Baroque

    Trump Baroque is a gaudy, all-American fever dream—a steroid-jacked carnival of excess where reality itself is dragged into the ring, bloodied and screaming, and pumped full of the same greasy adrenaline that fuels WWE smackdowns, Real Housewives screaming matches, and Sopranos-grade betrayals. It’s not politics anymore; it’s a no-holds-barred grudge match, a theater of madness…

  • The City of Ten Thousand Doors

    The room has been thick with smoke, curling in lazy rings under the ceiling fans, the walls stained amber in the dim light. Tangiers has pulsed outside, the city flickering in neon, shadows shifting like restless ghosts. In the corner, beneath a cracked light, the boss has leaned back in his chair—Moroccan leather, worn with…

  • Don’t Be Evil

    A Journey into “Sustainable Malevolence” It all started innocently enough, the way all these mind-numbing corporate revolutions do. A few high-functioning sociopaths in hoodies decided that the future of the world rested in the ability to “disrupt” industries at the speed of a startup burn rate. It started as a cute, nerdy motto on some…

  • Dispatches From The Edge

    The Lithium Wars: A Modern-Day Game of High Stakes It’s a strange new world out there, and it’s all spinning a little too fast. The old conflicts—the Cold War standoffs, the battle for dominance between Communism and the West—seem quaint in retrospect, almost like a sideshow at the circus of history. Sure, there were plenty…

  • Narcissus and Psyche

    In this analysis of Narcissus and Psyche, we will explore their stories through the lens of cybernetics, systems theory, and distributed consciousness. These frameworks focus on how individuals relate to their environment, the feedback loops they generate, and the mental processes that connect them within larger systems of interaction. Distributed consciousness suggests that different aspects…

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