By Eric Le Roy
Content 18+ It strikes me increasingly as ironic that the same people who revel in the onslaught of technology, AI, and the advanced capabilities of genetic engineering are often the same ones who cling to the supposedly inviolable sanctity of the ‘human spirit’, and – even worse in my book – of human ‘dignity’. It’s as if ‘love will find a way’ or Batman … Read the rest
Content 16+ Imagine, if you will, a car speeding down the highway of life. It has all the trappings of modern engineering: a glossy finish, touch-screen dashboard, and perhaps a neuro-integrated GPS that pings you with every poor decision you’ve ever made. Now imagine the driver—no, not some sleek AI or hyper-rational cyborg. Instead, it’s a monkey. A jittery, banana-hungry, dopamine-fueled primate with the emotional restraint of a toddler in … Read the rest
Content 18+ Let us begin with a paradox. You, dear reader, are more likely to meet your end slipping in the shower or choking on a sausage than while soaring through the skies in a steel-winged marvel piloted by professionals. And yet, faced with a boarding gate at Budapest Airport, palms sweat and hearts flutter. Why?
Fear. That ancient sentinel that once helped our ancestors survive saber-toothed tigers and venomous … Read the rest
Content 18+ On the 28th of April, 2025, the vibrant hum of civilization across the Iberian Peninsula was silenced. In five imperceptible seconds, 15 gigawatts of power evaporated from the grid. The sun still shone over Madrid, the wind still swept through Lisbon, but millions found themselves in a sudden, unfamiliar quietude. Lights flickered out. Screens went black. Trains froze. For a moment, time itself seemed to pause. It was … Read the rest
Content 18+ Imagine waking up to the scent of baking bread shaped like the sun, a ribboned branch resting on your doorstep, and someone preparing to pour water over your head in the name of health, beauty, or springtime flirtation. It’s not a festival, it’s just Monday — and tradition has arrived, uninvited as always, but somehow welcome.
We call it tradition — that comforting word we use when we’ve … Read the rest
