Let’s talk about that gut-punch moment we’ve all had: you’re the most qualified, the most prepared, the most deserving—and yet, someone else gets the opportunity because the decision-maker’s bias tilted the scales. You did the work. You had the numbers. You even brought the cupcakes
Well folks, after weeks of gnawing my fingernails down to nubs, hitting “refresh” like a lab rat on the Walgreens appointment page, and calling every pharmacy tech in a 30-mile radius like a deranged stalker, I did it. I scored my fall Covid booster. 🎉 Monday, I strutted into that CVS
Dear Friends in Football Foolishness, Picture it: Sunday night. Bills vs. Ravens. The popcorn is stale, the beer is warm, and you are convinced you’re watching a predictable outcome. Ravens are up by 15 with 4 minutes left. Fifteen points! That’s like seeing your flight has already boarded
We’ve all heard it. The weary sigh, the cynical shrug, the dismissive remark: “Why bother calling your representatives? Why show up to protest? They don’t care.” This argument has become the lullaby of the disillusioned. It sounds comforting in a dark, hopeless sort of way—like an excuse
Friday afternoon, RFK Jr. assured the American public that “anyone who wants a COVID vaccine can get one.” Simple words, right? Comforting, even. My family actually believed him. We should have known better. We spent our Saturday bouncing between pharmacies, clinics, and urgent care centers like a pack of deranged
Ladies and gentlemen, patriots and doomscrollers, history has finally jumped the shark. Elon Musk is no longer the de facto president of the United States. No, America has traded in its self-anointed Martian overlord for someone even more qualified: Laura Loomer. Yes, that Laura Loomer—failed congressional candidate, professional Twitter
Friends, gather round. I bring you a tale of tragedy, comedy, and carbohydrates. The mission was simple: one item. Frozen tater tots. That’s it. Not a family-sized pallet of toilet paper, not 47 protein shakes, not even the “seasonal must-have” velvet pumpkin big enough to double as a guest
Rep. Thomas Massie just dropped a bomb: he named billionaire John Paulson as one of the people funding attack ads against him. 👉 Paulson is no small player. He’s a major Republican donor, has given money to Speaker Mike Johnson and the president’s campaign, and yes—his name appears
It’s the year 2050. America is no longer the bright, messy experiment it once was. It is something far darker, a case study in how a nation can ignore every flashing warning light on the dashboard until the engine gives out in the middle of the highway. Let’s
A Dangerous Realignment: How America’s Instability Strengthens Our Rivals The world is shifting in ways that should make every American uneasy. The United States once stood as the central axis of global stability, a partner nations could rely on even when they disagreed with us. Today, however, we are
September says start fresh. Twain says take a nap. I say do both. ✏️ Back-to-School Energy (for Those of Us Long Past Recess) September has arrived, dragging behind it the scent of sharpened pencils, the faint mildew of gym socks, and the everlasting terror of being called on when you haven’
Now, I don’t put much stock in superstition, unless of course it promises me good luck without any effort on my part. Which is why, this morning, before I even located my spectacles or my pants, I hollered into the mirror: “Rabbit, Rabbit, Rabbit!” Three times, just like a