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I’m fairly neutral, but leaning toward disapproval, of Luigi Mangione and I hope you’ll let me make my case before I lose too many of you. I totally get why people approve. It’s the appeal of the vigilante superhero. Subtracting the part where he got caught, his
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When you step back and look at the situation in the United States right now as a millennial, it really feels like a comedy premise that some really cringe internet writer would have come up with in 2013 and tried to make into a low budget movie: An army of
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With all that’s been happening in the news lately—and that’s a lot—the last thing I have patience for is discussion about independent journalist Mehdi Hasan being a Nazi. Hasan has copped this from every side of politics. You don’t get to be a left-wing British-Indian-American
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My initial problem was that I didn’t know whether it would be more distracting to actually use the word or to avoid it. Which tactic would detract from my point more than serve it? Ultimately I don’t think it will matter too much. You’re going to see
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Inauguration Day encroached with a darker cloud over it than I remembered. The last time this happened back in 2017 everyone was still numb with shock, but this time everyone was just kind of sad and afraid. That’s warranted, I believe. And when I say everyone, I mean, everyone
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It’s kind of funny how the trajectory of the internet wound up following the plot of the Mad Max movies in an analogy that’s only a little bit silly. Those movies are often used as a reference for a lawless post-apocalyptic anarchy, but the story only started off
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Among the increasingly unhinged (decreasingly hinged?) antics of our friend Elon Musk lately, one recent debacle stood out from the rest: The curious and absurd case of Adrian Dittmann. For those with the good sense to have no idea what I’m talking about, for months the surprisingly robust community
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Well, the most predictable thing ever has begun happening—the self-driven implosion of the Trump administration. Everyone knew it, I knew it, the only question was how many months it would be into Trump’s second term before the cracks started showing. The answer, beating everyone’s most pessimistic estimates,
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Within an hour of Luigi Mangione’s name being released, the whole world was scouring his biography. What people found didn’t make the kind of sense they thought it would. A wealthy heir to an Italian-American real estate fortune, Mangione looked up to figures as diverse as Sam Harris,
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As the sun completes another orbit around the Earth in this upside down and backward reality I find myself reaching a milestone in writing this column, or newsletter, or whatever you want to call it. For a full calendar year I’ve managed to crank out an entire essay every
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Late December is the time of year, I think, when people have the least interest in reading newsletters and I have the least time to write them, so let’s see out the year on a more personal note than usual. I’ve gained a lot of subscribers this year
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Hard as it may be t believe, the most frightening thing about Trump’s second term isn’t Donald Trump. Shit, I don’t even know if he cracks the top five most frightening things. If history is going to repeat itself in the next four years then the sequel