The year is 1993 and Brian Mulroney is reading the day's Ottawa Citizen with a grimace while sitting at his desk. In the smoke filled office, he stands while several of his staffers sit, matching his grimace, with many of the lips punctuated by white cigarettes. The ashtrays
Gavrilo Princip was not eating a sandwich when he made the fatal shot that got us to where we are today. At the risk of sounding like another glib leftist, I will admit that I was among the many, many people who reacted to the death of CEO Brian Thompson
Editor's Note: This is part two of a multi-part series. For the previous entry, read Venture. The following section is a work of fiction and does not reflect reality in any way. You've been on edge ever since he walked into the main engineering area and
Editor's Note: This is part one of a multi-part series. I need to do substantially more research to continue, so I'll leave you with this part this week to be followed up on later. Venture Capital is a funny thing. I've worked for many
Cooler heads have prevailed and we finally have our first minor moment of clarity from the incoming administration. Sort of. This week, it became vividly clear to nearly everyone in the world that Matthew Gaetz is not only extremely unqualified to be Attorney General, but he likely had sex with
Again we find ourselves in the lame duck period, or, as some may dress it up, the sunset of the Biden administration. Those feeling particularly doomer-ish may call this the end of capital-D Democracy as we know it. I kind of think of it as the start of the Biff
Within the Earth there is a core of hot liquid iron that is forever churning. Right now, beneath your feet, this big ball of dark metal churns unseen by the eyes of animals or man, woman, wheel, or seraphim for the however many years the Earth has existed. I heard