Your Life Is Not Digital: It Still Runs on Dirt, Fire, Metal, and Blood

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We have drifted so far from the physical world that we now speak about reality as if it were a software layer.

Food arrives under plastic and clean lighting, as if it were manufactured by barcode. Money moves without weight. Work happens in files, calls, decks, and glowing rectangles. “The cloud” stores our lives in a phrase so absurd it should embarrass anyone old enough to remember weather. We order, … Read the rest

The Ugly Truth About the Radical Right

I don’t enjoy writing this kind of essay. It is the intellectual equivalent of cleaning a greasy kitchen: necessary, unpleasant, and guaranteed to offend the people who insist the smell is “authentic tradition.” But if we’re going to talk honestly about political extremes, you don’t get to treat one side as a dangerous cult and the other as a quirky hobby. Extremes are not philosophies. They are stress reactions with … Read the rest

The Finch And The Falconer

By Eric Le Roy

     

                         

“The world is a comedy for those who think, and a tragedy for those who feel” – Horace Walpole

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Only the Lonely” was the signature song of a guy named Roy Orbison, a star in the early rock’ n’ roll era. Orbison died in 1988 of a heart attack at the age of 52. Songs are full of lonely guys; they were back … Read the rest

Hope: A Poisonous Delusion That Beguiles Humanity

Content 21+ In the vast expanse of human history, one concept has persisted as a pernicious toxin infecting the minds of the masses: hope. Like a seductive siren, it lulls individuals into a false sense of security, promising salvation and deliverance from the trials of existence. Yet, upon closer inspection, hope reveals itself to be nothing more than a mirage, a cruel deception that shackles humanity to a cycle of … Read the rest

Street Dogs

By Eric Le Roy

Content 18+ The street dog I call Molly has recently had another batch of puppies, and nobody seems to know if that’s good or not so good. The neighbors have kindly supplied a dog house for the ‘family’, and the little dogs are growing. I take them food and so do others.

But just beyond their little field, which is rimmed ineffectually by strings of barbed … Read the rest