Monday, July 6, 2026

The return of an old scourge and the lessons we forgot

A warmly lit, nostalgic hospital-room illustration depicts a compassionate red-haired nurse attending to a young blonde woman recovering in bed. The nurse, dressed in a traditional white uniform and cap, gently places a cool cloth upon the patient’s forehead while resting her other hand reassuringly on the bedding. The patient reclines against crisp white pillows beneath neatly arranged sheets, gazing upward with an expression that combines fatigue, vulnerability, and gratitude. A red spotted rash is visible across her face, neck, shoulders, and upper chest, indicating illness. Sunlight filters through a nearby window, illuminating floral curtains, polished wooden furnishings, glass medicine bottles, and a vintage metal bed frame. Rich golden tones and careful period detail evoke a mid-twentieth-century atmosphere of attentive care, quiet dignity, and human compassion in the face of sickness.
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Measles returns with a vengeance in the former US, 25 years after ‘elimination’, forcing doctors to relearn how to combat it. {Washington Post 6 July}

https://wapo.st/4gjahFm

Entirely shameful, and entirely preventable. Religious freedom should not mean religious supremacy. As was demonstrated very clearly during the COVID pandemic, these anti-vaxxers and assorted types chanting muh freedumb do not believe in the freedom of others to be protected from them and their bloody germs. Liberty to them is the liberty to impose themselves on others. They are the types who blast obnoxious music at all hours of the day, and become offended when asked to stop and shout ‘it’s a free country!’ They have been the types, throughout my thankless life, who have hassled me at every turn when my aching psyche just wants everything around me to slow the hell down and quiet down. Respect for others is tyranny to these people, and all too many of them out there.

Hell, most Americans — and not even merely the anti-vaxxers and Christofascists — could not even handle the simple concept of social distancing. They would be miserable living in Germany, where quiet on Sundays is simply a societal custom that doth not need enforcing by law; it is just respected by nearly all people.

Call me insane, in what we are still told is the most prosperous and educated nation on earth — obviously less and less true with each passing year, but stay with me — for expecting to be able to step outside and be reasonably certain I am not going to contract a deadly disease on any given day. Diagnose me with 'TDS' if some simple civility and respect for others is infringing upon the individual ‘rights’ of lunatics, bullies, religious zealots, and other assorted tyrants of society who make up the Trump/GOP base. Call me a bigot against people of faith — and I do consider myself a Christian, albeit a very poor and not particularly devout one, and my faith is not particularly strong at present — if the right of the general public to be protected against a scourge that was supposed to have been eliminated decades ago is less important than the feelings of bigamists, cultists, and all these assorted and dangerous weirdos who are only growing in number in this most horrific of timelines.

Somebody shoot me, I am so over all of this bulls**t.

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The light we could not keep

A highly detailed allegorical digital illustration portrays a sorrowful embodiment of Lady Liberty kneeling upon a polished marble floor within a vast, cathedral-like hall of weathered stone columns and shadowed arches. Her tarnished spiked crown remains upon her head, while tears stream down her pale face and her expression conveys grief, exhaustion, and quiet despair. Long platinum-blonde hair falls in loose waves across her shoulders. Clad in a draped green-grey classical robe, she presses one hand against her chest while extending the other towards a shattered torch lying before her, its broken crown blackened and ruined amid scattered fragments. Soft shafts of light illuminate the scene, reflecting from the marble surface and contrasting with the surrounding gloom. The composition evokes themes of decline, loss, and wounded national ideals, presenting Lady Liberty as a tragic symbol of a civilisation confronting crisis and uncertainty.
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Survey: Trump voters sought protection from democracy itself — the heart of their choice. {Raw Story 5 July}

https://www.rawstory.com/abundance-democrats/

Perhaps for the entire history of this nation, it hath always been taken as an article of faith that the American people, whatever their given ideological bent, would forever live and die at the altar of democracy. In 21st century #Murica, however, it turns out democracy is not very popular anymore. To his perverse credit — though I hate using the word ‘credit’ even in a perverse context — Donald Trump saw this before anyone else, and capitalised. A decade later, there is almost no incentive for the GOP to be anything but an illiberal, far-right populist party, whilst at the same time a wave of illiberal hard-leftists stands poised to take over the Democratic Party. So, on both extremes — and the decided majority of Americans have drifted toward the extremes now, just look around — democracy is no longer enjoying great support with the rank-and-file. If somebody had shown me how this would play out twenty-five years ago, when democracy was still held as sacrosanct, I would have been stunned. In retrospect, it all makes sense: no matter how we advance technologically or otherwise, human beings by nature remain tribalistic creatures.

FTA: Lofgren then explained the study found 14 out of 21 participants responded negatively to a fundamental American value. He quoted a Wyoming woman named Sarah as telling researchers, "I don’t like the word democracy.”

"Let that sink in," the Salon writer urged. "It’s what many of us expected, but it’s still surprising to see it in print, given the almost phobic avoidance by major media, academia and think tanks of any discussion of whether Americans actually believe in the nation’s unofficial civic religion of democracy. It may also explain why ordinary, non-elite conservatives are untroubled by Donald Trump’s assertions that he would be “dictator on day one” or that he intended to 'terminate' parts of the Constitution. On the contrary, that’s what they want."

The study, Lofgren argued, found that what such Americans would prefer is protection of the beliefs they perceive as under attack by democracy itself.

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Saturday, July 4, 2026

The Republic's Gethsemane

A grand allegorical picture sheweth a woman wrapp'd in tatter'd folds of the American flag, reclining upon the National Mall. Her wind-tossed auburn locks stream forth as she lifteth her eyes heavenward, her visage wrought with anguish and desperate supplication. One hand presseth her breast; the other reacheth toward a rent in the tempestuous clouds. Behind her the Washington Monument riseth 'neath a turbulent sky of towering clouds, sunbeams, and far-off lightning. The Capitol's dome appeareth upon the horizon, half hid by rain and mist. Small figures betoken the vastness of the place. The flag that enwraps her serveth as symbolic vesture, making of her a personification of the nation itself. Rich painterly hues and the contrast 'twixt light and darkness make a mighty meditation upon national crisis, resilience, and hope amidst turmoil.
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Karma? “Donald Trump’s plans to celebrate the US’s 250th birthday with “the greatest show of all” in the heart of Washington DC were disrupted on a Saturday evening by fears of a thunderstorm.” {The Guardian 4 July}

https://www.theguardian.com/us-news/2026/jul/04/trump-speech-dc-evacuation-thunderstorm

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The nightingale’s daughter

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Ukraine launches another round of drone attacks on key military and oil infrastructure sites in and and around St. Petersburg. {ABC News 4 July}

https://abcnews.com/International/ukraine-launches-major-drone-attack-russia/story?id=134470108&cid=social_twitter_abcn

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Friday, July 3, 2026

America at the edge of night

A dramatic allegorical illustration depicts a sorrowful woman portrayed as Lady Liberty seated before a burning city skyline. Wearing the iconic spiked crown and a flowing classical robe, she bows her head in visible grief as tears trace paths down her cheeks. Her expression conveys exhaustion, mourning, and quiet despair. In one hand she loosely holds the lowered torch of liberty, its flame still burning despite the devastation surrounding her. Behind her, skyscrapers and bridges are engulfed in towering walls of fire and dense black smoke, their reflections shimmering across dark water in the foreground. The sky glows with apocalyptic orange and crimson hues, while a prominent ringed planet resembling Saturn hangs above the inferno, lending a surreal and symbolic dimension to the scene. Rich lighting, intricate detail, and strong contrasts combine to create a powerful visual meditation on national crisis, loss, and endurance.
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Properly angered Americans balk at being expected to ‘celebrate’ America 250 when it is glaring obvious ‘the experiment’ is over. {The Guardian 3 July}

https://www.theguardian.com/us-news/2026/jul/03/250th-anniversary-readers-reflect

It is all over but the shouting, and the shouting has only just begun. One telling passage, FTA: 

“What is there to celebrate? Who still deeply holds allegiance to this country? … We’ve pedestalized the absence of thought or empathy for the last 250 years, and I’m not optimistic enough to expect us to hit 500,” Callisto said. “We look ridiculous, sound inane, and act insane in the global theatre.” 

I firmly disagree that we have been completely awful for the entirety of the nation's existence, for Americans have done some incredibly great things in this world over the long haul and have advanced humanity in a myriad of ways. We have also committed great evils, of course. All things considered, I grew up proud to be an American and had no doubt that we were living better than any nation in the world. That was in the 1980s and 1990s.

Today, however, it is obvious that we are no longer especially exceptional in terms of standard of living, and indeed are falling further behind. We are, in many respects, ridiculous, inane, and insane, like a rabid old dog that needs to be put down. Something fundamental began to change after the 9/11 attacks, and we are not the same country or people we were before that day. Nor are we ever getting back what we once had; the world hath changed and moved on.

A stylised allegorical illustration portrays a sorrowful female figure inspired by Lady Liberty standing amid a city consumed by fire. She wears the Statue of Liberty’s distinctive spiked crown, while a draped garment hangs loosely from her shoulders. Tears stream down her pale face as she lowers her gaze, her expression conveying grief, exhaustion, and resignation. Behind her, urban buildings burn beneath thick columns of black smoke, with flames spreading across the skyline and casting an ominous orange glow through the scene. A ringed planet resembling Saturn hangs prominently in the darkened sky, introducing a surreal and symbolic element to the composition. The contrast between the weeping central figure and the apocalyptic landscape creates a powerful visual metaphor for national anguish, decline, and loss, rendered in a dramatic fantasy-art style with strong lighting and rich atmospheric detail.
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There is scant little left for America to export. Just look at how people are salivating at this moment over the marriage of a completely pedestrian, milquetoast pop singer and a retired, beefy football player who looks as though he would be working as a trashman or janitor were it not for sport. Not exactly Charles and Diana, is it? We are so bloody mediocre now that the culture itself feels exhausted. Look around: young people are listening to the same music their parents and grandparents did because there is precious little of value replacing it. Society is not quite dead, but it is running on fumes.

If this divide truly is irreparable — and I increasingly believe that it is — then the idea of a ‘national divorce’, typically advanced by the nationalist populists responsible for Trump, ought no longer be dismissed out of hand. At some point, all sides may be forced to confront the possibility that the United States has become less a nation than a collection of mutually hostile peoples sharing the same borders.

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Flight of the White Eagle

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Trump's State Dept., playing 'good cop' to Putin's bad cop, warns Poland and NATO allies that they face an imminent Russian attack. {The Telegraph 3 July}

https://www.telegraph.co.uk/world-news/2026/07/03/russia-planning-attack-on-poland-test-nato-resolve-us-warns/

Russia is a highly wounded yet dangerous animal right now, ready to lash out in another direction, and Poland likely is in imminent danger. If the policy goal is to pressure Western governments into ceasing support for Ukraine, at a crucial moment when the Ukrainian forces hold a clear upper hand on the battlefield and Russian troops are dropping like flies, Putin and his puppet Trump are counting on simply launching missile attacks against European cities to achieve their ends. Trump hath made no secret of his desire that the former United States exit NATO. He and Putin are playing this cat-and-mouse game entirely to destroy an alliance that hath kept Mother Russia at bay for eighty years now. As such, NATO remains as vital today as it was during the Cold War. We have a word for what Trump and his collaborators are doing. It begins with the letter 't'. More of us had better start using it openly if any decency remains within this dying empire.

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Tuesday, June 30, 2026

The Dallas ultimatum: Trump announces GOP mid-term convention, the cost of falling out of line — or, falling in line — to be great

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Trump announces first-ever GOP mid-term convention. {The Guardian 30 June}

https://www.theguardian.com/us-news/2026/jun/30/trump-republican-convention-midterms-dallas

Get ready for the mother of all gaslighting campaigns. And it shall work. Guaranteed. I have said it before, and must say it again: it is the Democratic Party, not Trump and the GOP, that is the most hated faction in this nation. Of course, millions hate Trump and millions hate the Republicans, but not anywhere near in number or close in intensity to those who view the Democrats as mortal enemies. Hence, they shall not be satisfied until the enemy is completely wiped out. Then, they shall start turning on each other. 

Trump's success has never been solely about Trump. It has always depended upon millions of Americans who either support him enthusiastically or repeatedly excuse conduct that would be unacceptable from anyone else. Abandon all hope, for this is what ‘y’all’ voted for, #Murica.

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Loss looms larger

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Study finds the pain of losing typically outweighs the thrill of winning in individual decision-making. {StudyFinds 29 June}

https://studyfinds.com/losing-feels-worse-than-winning-feels-good-regret/

The old cliché, "better safe than sorry," doth have some merit. Human beings are often more motivated to avoid loss than to pursue gain, and recent years have given Americans ample reason to be cautious — to put it mildly — about the future. That is not to say the public grasps the scale of the hell that awaits this crumbling nation — not even close — but I do believe the era of phony, Pollyannaish optimism is largely over in the former United States. Apart from intermittent gaslighting by Trump and his followers, of course. One moment they assure everyone that all is well; the next they revert to sky-is-falling rhetoric of their own. Such are the times in which we live. 

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Bread, circuses, and dust

An illustrated scene set in the rodeo arena of the Great American State Fair on the National Mall in Washington, D.C. A petite red-haired woman in denim shorts and boots kneeleth in the dirt, looking defiantly upward at a blonde cowgirl standing before her. The blonde weareth an elaborate western outfit with embroidery, fringe, and ornate patterns, holding a riding crop while confronting her opponent. Dust swirleth about their feet, heightening the tension. Behind, fairground attractions stretch across the Mall—exhibition tents, livestock pens, a Ferris wheel, and a tall obelisk-like monument at centre. A dramatic western showdown staged as public spectacle in detailed comic-book style.
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Attendees — few in number — of Trump’s Great American State Fair walk away disappointed: ‘unnecessarily vanilla’. {The Telegraph 30 June}

https://www.telegraph.co.uk/gift/33867b19b0c835ee

One visitor was quoted, FTA: “It’s like reading a social studies textbook from the seventh grade. There’s so much vibrancy in the country, and this is unnecessarily vanilla. And there aren’t a lot of people here.”

The fair was marketed as a grand celebration of American history, culture, and achievement, yet the scant few who have bothered to attend describe something oddly lifeless and uninspired. Americans had better start getting it: Donald Trump is a career conman, dedicated to defrauding the general public and enriching himself. He makes grand promises, and then fails to deliver, consistently. Yet, here we are, ten years into this nightmare, and people still act surprised when they are sold a lemon, time and time again.

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Monday, June 29, 2026

Queueing for collapse: Russia running on empty

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Russian citizens are now taking to fighting each other at petrol stations as the fuel crisis reaches epic proportions. {Metro 29 June}

https://www.msn.com/en-ca/news/world/russians-fight-each-other-at-petrol-stations-after-drone-strikes-hit-putin-s-fuel-supply/ar-AA26Owio

They were sheltered to a large degree for a good portion of their nation’s war of aggression upon Ukraine, but ordinary Russians are feeling the effects of the war all around them now; particularly those fleeing Crimea, and Vladimir Putin is offering signs that he is feeling the heat from an increasingly restless public. Ukraine appears more resilient than ever, whilst Russia continues to bear the mounting, horrific costs of its war of aggression (approximately 1.4 million casualties; or about twenty-four to twenty-five times the number America lost in the Vietnam War). Yet the danger remains that a cornered Putin may resort to ever more reckless measures. What that could portend is simply unspeakable: will he take the world down with him?

We continue to pray for Ukraine as we did on the first day of this invasion — 24 February 2022, if we have forgotten how long it hath been now.

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Trumpification of US flag complete; increasing numbers of ordinary Americans now see Old Glory, the 4th of July as ‘red flags’

A softly lit digital illustration of two women standing close in an elegant bedroom bathed in warm afternoon light. One, with long platinum-blonde curls and pale skin, is draped in the folds of an American flag that wrappeth about her shoulders like ceremonial fabric. She gazeth off with a pensive, uncertain expression, hands gently gathering the flag. Beside her standeth a dark-haired woman in a flowing black dress with lace sleeves. She resteth one hand upon the blonde’s shoulder while adjusting the fabric with the other—concern, tenderness, quiet reassurance. Golden sunlight filtereth through tall curtains, illuminating ornate furnishings. The contrast of patriotic colours and dark dress emphasizeth their bond—identity, uncertainty, loyalty, emotional support, companions confronting difficult circumstances.
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‘MAGA hat on a stick’: the Trumpification and partisan co-opting of the American flag and patriotic symbols is complete, as ordinary Americans say Old Glory is now ‘a red flag’. {NBC News 29 June}

https://www.nbcnews.com/politics/donald-trump/america-turns-250-say-stars-stripes-now-red-flag-rcna345939

Millions in the former United States say they will not celebrate the Fourth of July as poll reveals deep national pessimism. {The Independent 29 June} 

https://www.the-independent.com/news/world/americas/us-politics/america250-independence-trump-divisions-pennsylvania-b3004933.html

The Reuters poll quoted in the second article reports that about one-in-five Americans do not intend to celebrate the Independence Day holiday this year, while two-in-five say the nation is not going to endure for another 250 years. I have to believe a further portion of those polled are only reluctantly celebrating out of habit and family obligation, are unsure if they are going to ‘celebrate’, or simply will not admit they are not celebrating. People do lie in polls; it is the exact reason why Trump — in each of the three presidential elections in which he hath been the GOP candidate, including his loss in 2020 — always outperformed them by at least a couple of percentage points.

Beyond the political realities, for a lot of people the Fourth of July hath always been an excuse to drink beer, stuff their mouths with hamburgers and hot dogs, and shoot off fireworks (do not even get me started on those). No matter, for the only people who are truly celebrating what this country is becoming under Donald Trump are the third or so of the overall population that worships him as a cult leader. Which is a hell of a lot of people, and the divide between them and the rest of us is growing wider by the hour. I rather resent having to live in these times and bear witness.

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Sunday, June 28, 2026

Con-men to the the bitter end: the digital ‘Deep State’ Trump and his DOGE friends built

A detailed science-fiction illustration of two women embracing in the centre of a futuristic control room overwhelmed by an artificial intelligence network. One hath long pale-blonde hair and weareth a translucent dress; the other hath long dark hair and a darker flowing garment. Standing face to face, foreheads gently touching, they hold one another tightly—mutual comfort, sorrow, solidarity. Tears are visible on their cheeks. About them, rows of workstations, monitors, and office equipment recede into a cavernous space. Luminous blue and violet energy streams coil through the air, connecting to translucent data-formed figures. Above hangeth an immense glowing nexus of interconnected lines. Cool blue lighting—awe, uncertainty, and emotional resilience amid overwhelming technological transformation.
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Veterans of DOGE stationed at Trump's National Design Center installed visitor-tracking software on US government websites. {The Guardian 28 June}

https://www.theguardian.com/us-news/2026/jun/28/government-website-visitor-tracking-surveillance-fears

The ‘Big Brother’ regime of Orwell’s 1984 would doubtless be impressed by the surveillance state that now exists throughout most of the world. The former United States is hardly alone in tracking its citizenry, but no other Western governments are run and staffed by Christian nationalist ideologues and other assorted lunatics — individuals openly hostile to institutional restraint, transparency, and dissent — and captained by an elderly, cartoonish megalomaniac who demands complete adoration and fealty from all. Hell, can it even be said that America remains part of the ‘Western’ world when we increasingly conduct our domestic and foreign affairs in a manner more readily associated with Russia or China?

No ambitious tyranny willingly tolerates unlimited scrutiny of itself whilst declining to scrutinise its own citizens. Surveillance, once established, doth not retreat of its own accord. Millions of us are going to face consequences for speaking out in the not too distant future, but not for anything will I ever give my seal of approval to this Satanic regime that invokes Christ, patriotism, and family even as it grossly undermines all of them.

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Who is Natalie Harp?

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The POTUS’s 34-year-old aide is rumoured to be feeding his delusions. {The Mirror 27 June}

https://www.themirror.com/entertainment/donald-trump-natalie-harp-relationship-1908669

If this is all true — and what reason hath anyone, other than the deluded who believe he is actually faithful to Melania, to doubt it? — then this woman, Natalie Harp, ought to be charged with sedition. The implications are extraordinarily serious. Deliberately misleading the President of the United States about key economic indicators is not merely unethical, it must be considered a crime against the state, yeah?

Albeit, he wants to be lied to, but it does not matter what he wants, only that which is lawful. Or, at least, that used to be the way, and ought to be once more: the entire purpose of opposing this man, instead of just blindly supporting him as he leads the nation off a proverbial cliff, is to restore law, order, and reason.

FTA: Speaking on The Daily Beast Podcast, host Joanna Coles and executive editor Hugh Dougherty dissected the claims, suggesting Harp's role stretches far beyond that of a typical presidential aide. According to the book, Trump has even turned to Harp to overrule Cabinet officials whenever he wants trade figures that better fit his own views.

Dougherty said, "So, she is fueling his delusions: she is providing him with endless praise that she prints out off random social media, and then it’s all being put out in public, and she is with him ‘round the clock."

The book also alleges Harp left deeply personal letters for the 80-year-old president to discover in his private spaces. In one, she reportedly wrote, "You are all that matters to me." Trump is said to have responded with his own declaration of loyalty, reportedly telling others that Harp, unlike his other aides, "will never leave me."

As I posted in the past day, these Republicans know there will be retribution coming ‘if’ (key word) they lose control of the government. The majority of those who would face justice probably would not be elected officials, but rather insiders such as this individual, Stephen Miller, Robert F. Kennedy Jr., Tulsi Gabbard, Linda McMahon, Jared Kushner, and all the other insiders who have, or have had, Trump’s ear. The ones who know where the bodies are buried.

They are telling him lies, and that, in turn, influences his decision-making. Do I really need to expound upon why that is wrong? Well, probably, but not today.


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Elegy for the knowledge worker

A detailed science-fiction illustration of a distressed young red-haired woman standing within a contemporary office collapsing beneath an overwhelming surge of advanced artificial intelligence. Tears streak her cheeks as she gazeth upward with fear, confusion, and despair. She leaneth against a desk cluttered with paperwork and computers—exhaustion and vulnerability. About her are immense luminous structures of glowing data streams, neural patterns, and translucent blue and violet tendrils. A colossal digital human face of interconnected lines and symbols dominateth the background. Monitors, desks, filing cabinets, and office furnishings are engulfed by swirling energy and fragments of disintegrating machinery. Electric blues and purples contrast with the dark workplace. Human anxiety, economic displacement, and loss of control amid rapid AI advance.
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Goldman Sachs: AI to eliminate approximately 15 million jobs in the next decade, but also generate new jobs ‘over the long run’.  {PYMNTS 25 June}

https://www.pymnts.com/economy/2026/goldman-sachs-says-ai-will-eliminate-15-million-us-jobs/

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Saturday, June 27, 2026

‘TDS’: Trump regime moves to classify political opposition as mental illness — the insane reality of living under a dictatorship

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Not science fiction, but the reality of living in a burgeoning dictatorship: the Trump regime is taking serious steps to classify any and all opposition from individuals as mental illness (‘TDS’). {Right Wing Watch 25 June}

https://www.peoplefor.org/rightwingwatch/its-all-very-scientific-government-going-declare-trump-derangement-syndrome

“I’m not crazy, you’re the one that’s crazy!”

Unfortunately for sanity, the truly mad have won the day, and the remaining sane people in the former United States are in serious, serious trouble.The regime is telling us as much. But do enjoy your cheap gas and eggs, #Murica. Oh wait, about that.…

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Some sort of ‘peace deal’: US and Iranian forces continue striking one another, whilst ships are stuck in the Strait of Hormuz

A dramatic, painterly seascape of a gathering of women overlooking the Strait of Hormuz at sunset amid maritime crisis. Arranged across a rocky promontory, women of diverse backgrounds sit, stand, and recline in rich garments of red, blue, gold, black, cream, and violet. Their expressions range from sorrow and apprehension to quiet resilience. Below, an oil tanker sail’th through the narrow strait while naval vessels patrol. Across the horizon, columns of black smoke rise from fires along distant coasts and at sea, silhouetted against a sky of crimson, orange, purple, and gold. Sunlight shimm’reth across the water, contrasting with signs of conflict. Timeless witnesses to geopolitical turmoil, human vulnerability, and the far-reaching consequences of war.
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{Reuters 27 June} '2nd ship struck in Strait of Hormuz as attacks between Iran and U.S. escalate'

https://www.cbc.ca/news/world/iran-united-states-bahrain-drone-attack-9.7251324

If the impossible happened and any degree of lasting peace — say, three months or longer — actually were to occur with Iran, would anybody believe it at this point?

How many times in the past few months hath it been that Trump hath declared that ‘peace’ was achieved, only for the fighting to continue? He is the boy who cried wolf one time too many.

Which doth not appear to bother the large plurality of Americans who have supported him fervently for the past decade, with a passion and intensity unlike anything seen in modern American politics, but very much ought to. Just Google for thyselves the toll this conflict is taking on our military and its capabilities.

In no way, shape, or form is this conflict over, and we in the former United States have yet to experience proper retribution for our sins in elevating this jackass to a dictator (again, after we should have learned our lesson the first time around; bloody arseholes!).

FML. 

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Speaker Johnson essentially admits the GOP is a Trump protection racket; voters poised to back own impoverishment again

A stylised political illustration of a tense meeting in a richly panelled conference room of deep red and brown tones. Centre standeth a stern, troubled man in a dark suit and red tie, leaning forward with both hands upon the shoulders of two seated colleagues. About a large table cluttered with documents, folders, notebooks, and cups, a group of men in business attire exchange anxious glances. Several stare downward at papers; others look toward the central figure as though awaiting direction in crisis. Warm overhead lighting casteth dramatic shadows across faces and furnishings—pressure, uncertainty, intrigue. Hierarchy, authority, and collective unease suggest high-stakes deliberations behind closed doors.
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US House Speaker Johnson, in a get-out-the-vote pitch before one of the 12,000 Christian nationalist lobbying groups in #Murica, warns in stark terms: 'I run the (Trump and co.) protection program. I’ll take care of you’. {The Independent 26 June}

https://www.independent.co.uk/news/world/americas/us-politics/mike-johnson-trump-republicans-investigation-b3004011.html 

The GOP hath unabashedly become a mafia dedicated to shielding Trump from prison; there are no more pretences.

And if such is patently obvious to many of us, and hath been for far too many years, this reality is somehow still going over the heads of the American public at large. Either they have not figured it out, do not care, or are in full agreement with the agenda.

With the Democrats bitterly divided between moderates and the left-wing flamethrowers who are never going to receive majority support in this very right-wing country, I predict that the Republicans will retain control of Congress this fall. And then we are going to see some truly dreadful legislation coming down the pike.

Johnson hath been making noises of late about wanting to gut Social Security, Medicare, Medicaid, and other ‘entitlement’ programmes in 2027, and one better believe millions of horribly stupid people are poised to (yet again) vote for their own impoverishment. Never again can one be surprised when folks vote against their own interests, because that is the case more often than not. 

If this were a mature country, the people would be coming to terms with the fact that one of its two state-sanctioned political parties is not interested in governing, only in telling people what they want to hear whilst robbing them blind (and worse), and perhaps doing something about it.

A centrist third party would be a great help, but the establishment and citizenry alike will simply never allow it.

Alas, this is no longer a mature nation, so abandon all hope.

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Friday, June 26, 2026

Bound by thirst: Lake Powell is running dry

A symbolic environmental illustration of two women seated upon the cracked, desiccated floor of the severely depleted Lake Powell beneath a blazing desert sky. Their pale dresses are stained with dust and mud; tears stream continuously down their faces, leaving glistening tracks. One kneeleth with head tilted skyward in anguish; the other sitteth beside her, resting a hand upon her shoulder in comfort and solidarity. Dark cords loosely connect their wrists and waists—a metaphor for shared dependence on dwindling water, not restraint. Behind riseth the immense concrete wall of Glen Canyon Dam, framed by red-rock canyon walls. The exposed lake bed stretcheth in every direction, fractured into deep polygonal cracks. Grief, vulnerability, and the human consequences of environmental decline.
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“Lake Powell ‒ the massive Colorado River reservoir that produces power for millions of homes across the West ‒ is the emptiest it has ever been entering the hottest part of the summer. And the worst is still to come.” {USA Today 25 June}

https://www.yahoo.com/news/science/articles/lake-powell-hits-lowest-summer-190043854.html

One of the gravest errors I ever made in life was once entertaining the notion that climate change — or ‘global warming’, as it was generally called in those days — was a ‘hoax’.

Over time, and for a gazillion reasons that begin and end with a certain tangerine-coloured demagogue, I grew disillusioned with the sorts of people who insisted upon such things. More inconveniently still, the evidence kept piling up. One can ignore a fact; one cannot indefinitely ignore ten thousand of them.

Not only was I a sinner for denying what is happening to the planet, I was also a monumental idiot. For whatever reason, I resisted the idea that mankind was responsible for changes in the atmosphere; now, I simply laugh at the notion that somehow humanity is not responsible. Why would we not f**k up the environment, as we do with virtually everything else we touch?

Looking back over a decade and longer, I suspect I was far too eager to curry favour with certain people in my orbit, and consequently accepted a great many notions that simply did not withstand contact with reality. To my credit, however, I had the good sense to head for the lifeboats the moment Trump lumbered into view. Even a fool may occasionally recognise the sound of an approaching avalanche.

In any event, the argument is over. Climate change is real. It is occurring. It is already reshaping the world, and before this century has run its course it will render parts of it scarcely recognisable. Nations will suffer. Peoples will be displaced. Entire ways of life will disappear.

Future generations are unlikely to enjoy the assumptions of comfort and abundance presently taken for granted across much of the developed world. They may find themselves living under conditions rather closer to those endured by their distant ancestors than those imagined by the futurists of the twentieth century.

It is a fait accompli. The apparent price humanity must pay for progress.

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Copyright 2026, Arthur Newhook.

Ukrainian forces deliver a proper thrashing, deep into the heart of Russia

A dramatic nocturnal editorial illustration presenting a vast aerial panorama of Ukraine beneath an immense ghostly outline of Saturn dominating the night sky. Across the landscape, scores of dark drone silhouettes sweep in multiple directions while brilliant arcs of anti-aircraft fire and intercepted drones burst into radiant explosions—a vast ominous fireworks display. Rivers, fields, and settlements stretch to the horizon, punctuated by fires and smoke. Foreground, a sprawling industrial refinery burneth fiercely, casting deep amber light as black smoke billows. Offshore, several vessels burn upon the dark sea. Blacks, deep blues, ash greys, and orange firelight convey the immense scale, intensity, and relentless persistence of modern long-range drone warfare.
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“Ukraine launched a major nighttime attack on a dozen Russian regions, Russian-held Crimea and the surrounding seas, Moscow’s Defense Ministry said Friday, in what appeared to be one of Kyiv’s biggest drone assaults since the Kremlin’s full-scale invasion more than four years ago.” {AP 26 June}

https://apnews.com/article/russia-ukraine-war-biggest-drone-attack-a356e2a119f3cb9422ede6acbedf56f3

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Thursday, June 25, 2026

The world's costliest chokepoint: inflation soars again

A detailed allegorical illustration of two pale-skinned women within an opulent, darkened cabin overlooking a stormy maritime chokepoint crowded with oil tankers and naval vessels. One reclineth upon black silk bedding, her body entwined in metallic cords and cables—constrained energy supplies, geopolitical tension. Her skin bear dark oil-like marks; her weary expression speaketh exhaustion, not defeat. Beside her, a second in a flowing black gown reacheth to loosen the restraints while pointing through a vast window toward the sea, where sunlight breaketh through clouds and illuminateth ships. Ornate interior contrasteth with the seascape—mounting pressure yielding to tentative restoration of stability in global oil markets and the Strait of Hormuz.
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Inflation hits three-year high; Americans dutifully blame Biden, despite him being out of office for 17 months. {The Hill 25 June}

https://thehill.com/business/5940002-prices-rise-inflation-spikes/

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Wednesday, June 24, 2026

The boy who broke the Reflecting Pool

A richly detailed editorial illustration depicts a muddy, pouting young boy unmistakably caricaturing Donald Trump, seated at the edge of the Lincoln Memorial Reflecting Pool in Washington, D.C. His orange-tinged suit is stained with mud, his arms folded tightly across his chest, cheeks flushed with anger, and blond hair swept dramatically as he sulks after churning the water into a filthy mess. The Reflecting Pool is strewn with branches, debris, litter, and swirling mud, with muddy footprints leading from the bank into the water. Behind the child, a large crowd of smiling, applauding supporters wave American flags and beam with approval, seemingly oblivious to the destruction before them. In the far distance, a lone maintenance worker quietly mops the polluted pool in weary resignation beneath the Lincoln Memorial, while the Washington Monument rises beyond. The composition functions as a satirical political allegory contrasting adulation with accountability.
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US Senator John Hickenlooper (D-CO) demands Trump be made to pay out of his pocket for the damage to the Reflecting Pool. {The New Republic 24 June}

https://newrepublic.com/post/212284/senator-john-hickenlooper-trump-pay-reflecting-pool

Bravo to this idea. Alas, he shall never be made to pay for anything… not in this life, anyway. And if the evangelicals and fundamentalists are correct and he is Jesus’ right-hand man on earth, then I suppose Jesus shall forever shield him from consequence. At this point, I am inclined to believe that Jesus does hate us so very much as to inflict this insufferable douchebag upon America for years yet to come. (Yes, I know he is decrepit, but fate appears determined to keep him living for another twenty years or longer — probably serving as president the whole time, for he is not leaving office alive.) The American people decided, several times over now, that Donald Trump is above the law, and for the time being this is so. Taxpayers shall pay for the clean-up of the Reflecting Pool — not merely a damaged landmark, but a national symbol — and shall thank their hero for the privilege and honour of cleaning up his mess.

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Fear of the Golden Elephant

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Evangelical propagandist Todd Starnes: Christians must support the GOP in spite of ‘how bad the Republicans have betrayed you’. {Right Wing Watch 23 June}

https://www.peoplefor.org/rightwingwatch/todd-starnes-says-voters-must-support-gop-regardless-how-bad-republicans-have

A dramatic, painterly illustration of a red-haired woman standing before a massive weathered wooden cross inside a vast Gothic church. Her arms are extended along the horizontal beam, echoing the cross without restraint. She weareth a flowing cream dress that billoweth in the light—motion and intensity. Her head is tilted upward, eyes closed, expression uplifted—determination, sacrifice, spiritual yearning. Warm shafts of sunlight stream through tall arched windows, illuminating auburn hair, ancient timber grain, and floating dust. Deep shadows fill the nave. Religious symbolism, dramatic chiaroscuro, and a mood of contemplation, resilience, and transcendence.
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And so we see a prime example of how and why the GOP maintains such a powerful hold over large swathes of this country and its people. Regardless of one's views of the Republican Party, Todd Starnes is articulating a sentiment that hath become increasingly common among most professed Christians in the former United States: support the party no matter what, even when it disappoints thee. Loyalty to the cause, and to Donald Trump, supersedes dissatisfaction with the party. Consider Starnes’ own words, putting it all very starkly:

"I've been telling people, 'I don't care how bad the Republicans have betrayed you or have not done what [they] said they would do,' … It's not about them. It's about protecting President Trump at the end of the day. And it's about protecting the Supreme Court."

Not much nuance or room for interpretation there. It is plainly stated: loyalty to Trump and keeping hold of the high court are tantamount to any and all other considerations. It explains why the GOP is so difficult to hold electorally accountable. Voters who would otherwise punish a party for perceived and real failures instead view the alternative as the literal spawn of Satan. Rightly or wrongly, the Democratic Party is the most hated institution of any kind throughout middle America, particularly in the South, where Democrats once enjoyed overwhelming dominance. For these white, working-class types, opposition to Democrats is not merely political; it is cultural, religious, and deeply personal. 

A rich fantasy illustration of six women gathered beneath a vast cosmic sky dominated by Saturn. Centre, a red-haired woman in a flowing ivory gown raiseth her arms toward heaven, her face uplifted in anguish, longing, and supplication. Tears glisten on her cheeks; windblown hair catcheth the celestial light. Five companions in translucent dresses cluster close—some resting, others bowing in grief or exhaustion. Their expressions speak of sorrow, vulnerability, and shared burden. Behind, luminous nebulae, distant stars, and swirling clouds fill the heavens; Saturn’s immense rings arc dramatically. Warm golds, deep blues, and earth tones create a dreamlike atmosphere. Collective suffering, consolation, resilience, and the search for meaning amid an overwhelming and indifferent cosmos.
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The Democratic Party did itself no favours in 2024 when it cast President Biden aside in favour of a candidate who proved incapable of winning the confidence of enough voters to prevent the return of a convicted felon to the White House. Indeed, the woman was unelectable from the very start; including for reasons that should not be, of course, but they are. Furthermore, she has not acquitted herself well at any point in her political career; it was not the time for a grand political experiment, not when it was so obvious and apparent how far rightward the winds were blowing in 2023, 2024, and continuing onward to the present moment. 

Fair or not, the election reinforced existing perceptions of Democratic weakness and disorganisation. And I do not see tangible moves being made to at least attempt to alter these perceptions. So long as the white working-class remains the most powerful voting bloc, the Democrats have to win at least some portion of them. And it is as though they do not even try, or the attempts they do make are clumsy and not well thought out (see nominating Tim Walz as the running mate in ‘24, or what hath become of Sen. John Fetterman).

Yet Republican strength cannot be explained solely by Democratic mistakes. Right-wing media ecosystems, partisan identity, religious affiliation, geographical sorting, nationalistic and anti-globalist sentiment, and decades of heated cultural conflict over a range of issues from abortion to zoning have all contributed to an environment in which voters increasingly define themselves by what they oppose even more so than by what they support. In this atmosphere, criticism of Republican leaders simply fails to translate into electoral consequences for the GOP. How else can we explain Trump being restored to power by the voters in 2024 after the myriad failures, embarrassments, and abuses of power previously, to say nothing of being a convicted felon?

Rightly or wrongly, the Democratic brand is toxic: if they hope to regain durable political power, they may need not merely new candidates, but a broader reconfiguration of how they present themselves to the electorate. Perhaps they retire the ‘Democratic Party’ brand name altogether, in the manner of how major corporations will rebrand when they have become toxic in the public eye (think Philip Morris becoming Altria, perhaps; or Lord Elon changing Twitter to ‘X’, though everyone still calls it ‘Twitter’, but I digress). Revivals rarely begin in Washington, though; they begin in town halls, state legislatures, school committees, and local communities. And in these places is where the Democrats have lost the most ground in recent decades.

On the current trajectory, Republicans will enjoy significant institutional advantages for years to come. Gerrymandering; favourable electoral geography; peer pressure upon individuals from family, society, and church; and the structure of American government all provide benefits that make Democratic victories more difficult than raw national vote totals suggest. It is not enough for Republicans to perform poorly in office if voters remain entirely unwilling to embrace the alternative. Especially, if only one alternative is ever allowed or considered. I suppose, going back to the 1790s, Americans have always demanded their politics be us against them, a team sport, and have never been keen on nuance. George Washington warned us about this in his farewell address, even as ‘the spirit of party’ was already overtaking the nation’s populace.

Whether a temporary realignment or the beginning of something more permanent remains an open question, though I am heavily leaning toward the latter. American history is filled with moments when observers believed one party had achieved lasting dominance, only for political circumstances to change... but that was then. Concerns about democratic erosion are never without foundation in the best of times, but today we are at red alert. To put it mildly. What ‘y’all’ voted for.

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Tuesday, June 23, 2026

The ash heap of idiocy

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Bret Stephens: if you love America, cringe for it. {NYT 23 June; photo: AFP/Getty}

https://www.nytimes.com/2026/06/23/opinion/trump-meloni-america-cringe.html?unlocked_article_code=1.slA.I783.Xl9ZncFrtPWy&smid=url-share

FTA: Here, then, is our American challenge: Let’s not be afraid to cringe. Ronald Reagan predicted, correctly, that the Soviet Union would end up on the ash heap of history; now it’s our turn to risk winding up on the ash heap of idiocy.

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The deeply symbolic fencing off of the Reflecting Pool: keeping #Muricans away from the mess they made by restoring Trump

A sombre, highly detailed illustration of the Reflecting Pool on the National Mall in Washington, D.C., in a state of visible neglect. The water is covered by mats of green algae and debris, transforming the iconic pool into a stagnant murky expanse. Temporary metal fencing is erected by workers in high-visibility clothing, barring public access. Foreground, visitors stand behind railings, observing with disappointment and concern. The Washington Monument riseth prominently in the distance beneath dark, threatening clouds, its reflection faint through the algae. Trees line both sides; muted greys, greens, and weathered tones reinforce decline. A celebrated national landmark juxtaposed with deterioration, exclusion, and civic unease.
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Washington: fences being erected around the rotting Reflecting Pool to keep out the general public. {Raw Story 23 June}

https://www.rawstory.com/fence-around-reflecting-pool/

What an analogy for who and what we have become.

It is also a great tragedy. This is great architecture that helped make our capital one of the most unique cities on earth, and this jackass had to go and ruin it because he cannot help but stick his greasy fingers into every pot, impose his design on everything, and fiddle with everything he sees. Like a toddler.

The White House, the Kennedy Center, and so on: this is a man obsessed with erecting monuments to himself, and that very much includes mutilating our existing national monuments to suit his gutter-trash tastes.

But, hey, good to know all that algae is safe. Mother**kers.

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