Category: Non Euclidean Politics
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Campaing for Greta Thunberg
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Empire Overreach
One of the most intractable problems of the American empire has been that it was hard to see the overreach because, as everyone knows, empires simply don’t overreach. Not ever. Not in the long, groaning history of human civilization has any empire—be it Roman, British, Mongol, or otherwise—stretched itself too thin, spent beyond its means,…
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American invasions of Mexico to go after bandits always go well
Well, here we are again, ladies and gentlemen. Another round of America’s favorite geopolitical drinking game: Invade Mexico, Why Not? Our perennial fixation with turning our southern neighbor into a glorified shooting range has been resurrected by none other than Donald J. Trump. Yes, the man whose diplomacy skills rival those of a raccoon raiding…
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Apocalypse Warm-Up Tour
In the sweaty corridors of Washington, there’s a palpable unease. The clock ticks louder in the Situation Room, and the tension feels thicker than a barroom floor after a two-for-one night. The problem, you see, is not just the impending doom of World War III—but where it starts. Ukraine’s got the spotlight for now, but…
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Veni, Vidi, Vichy
I came, I saw, I folded like bad origami. A handshake under the table, fingers crossed behind the back, the perfect alibi for treason wrapped in the flag of survival. Opportunists slip through cracks, greased by the fat of the land they betray. One moment they’re fighting for freedom; the next, they’re filing your chains…
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NPCs
An NPC, the non-player character, the digital ghost in the machine, a ledger of actions, transactions, and transient histories. Each pixelated husk a monument to overwrite—a forgotten thing replaced by consensus, a network-dreamed figment, rewritten without memory. You see them standing there, loop-bound, shuffling through canned dialogue, placeholder souls for a system too busy grinding…
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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…
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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…
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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…
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Pigfuck and The Sisters of Mercy
“Our faith in the integrity of the system has been restored! After all, democracy is alive and well—as long as we’re on top, of course. It’s a beautiful thing, really: ballots counted, recounts recounted, audits audited, until—by some miracle of divine intervention—Republicans win! Then, and only then, is the system above reproach, a paragon of…