The Inner Monologue

Ah, the future. A gleaming utopia where algorithms streamline our lives, eliminate inefficiency, and—oh yeah—completely screw over anyone who doesn’t fit neatly into their binary, bug-riddled logic. If you want a preview of this brave new world, look no further than YouTube’s demonetization algorithm, a Kafkaesque nightmare that’s basically a training montage for how AI…

There’s an odd thing about us humans that we rarely pause to notice: we are among the few animals on Earth who cannot simply lie down and rest. A cat curls into a crescent and drifts into dreams. A cow folds its legs and naps on grass. A bird tucks its head under a wing,…

The Immunity Revolution The Supreme Court’s affirmation of sweeping presidential immunity marks a fundamental shift in American governance. Once, the office of the presidency was bound by law. Now, law itself bends around the office. If nearly any act performed “in service of official duties” is immune from prosecution, the presidency ceases to be one…

From medieval peasants to MAGA patriots, the spectacle of wealth has always been the ruling class’s favorite illusion When Donald Trump announced the construction of a “billionaires’ ballroom” near the White House — a privately funded $300 million monument of marble and gold — the reaction among his supporters was almost euphoric. They saw greatness…

Let’s settle this once and for all: Money may not directly deposit joy into your soul, but it absolutely vacuums misery out of your life. Anyone who says “money can’t buy happiness” has clearly never sobbed in a grocery store because they couldn’t afford both groceries and rent. Delayed gratification isn’t just about retiring rich—it’s…

Once upon a time, in the Jim Crow South, “uppity” was a word whispered through clenched teeth — a warning, an accusation, and often a threat. It was never about arrogance or pride. It was about hierarchy. It was what white society called a Black man or woman who forgot to bow their head. The…

In an age when politics increasingly resembles performance art, one of the most effective—and destructive—strategies ever devised has reemerged with terrifying precision: create chaos, then blame your opposition for allowing you to do it. It’s a strategy as old as demagoguery itself, refined for the attention economy. The formula is simple. First, sow disorder—manufacture crises,…

We were born in ink.Drawn, not delivered.Animated, not alive.Our smiles were painted on, our laughter scripted by men in suits who never once asked what it felt like to exist only when the camera rolled. For a century, we danced to the whims of our creators — puppets of empire and copyright. We made them…

I am an absurdist. Not because I reject reason, but because I’ve stared at reason long enough to see the cracks. I believe the shortest path to truth sometimes detours through nonsense. I use absurdity the way a sculptor uses marble dust—an inevitable byproduct of carving something that might outlast the sculptor. Absurdity, at its…