The Other Side of the Fence
There’s a moment nobody warns you about. Not the paperwork. Not the resettlement briefings with their PowerPoint slides about “transferable skills” and civilian career pathways. Not even the last time…
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There’s a moment nobody warns you about. Not the paperwork. Not the resettlement briefings with their PowerPoint slides about “transferable skills” and civilian career pathways. Not even the last time…
Let’s talk about the gift horse. You know the one. Gleaming. Beautiful. Suspiciously generous. The kind of gift that arrives with a bow on it and a card that says…
There’s a city called Narva sitting on the eastern edge of Estonia. Population fifty thousand, give or take. It sits right on the border with Russia. Around ninety percent of…
By Dominus Owen Markham Most people assume wars arrive loudly. They imagine the moment as something obvious and dramatic… a declaration, a broadcast interruption, a headline so large it seems…
There’s a specific kind of genius that only shows up when you’re horizontal. You know the one. You’re not at your desk. You’re not in “productive mode.” You’re not doing…
So here’s a thing that actually happened. In February, Russian athletes competed at the Winter Olympics in Milano Cortina. No flag. No anthem. No official team name. Just athletes in…
I want to tell you something that didn’t make the front pages. Not really. Oh, the individual events did. You’ll have seen them scroll past in your news feed like…
By Dominus Owen Markham Let me guess. You’ve been vaguely aware that something has been happening in the Middle East, in the way that you’re vaguely aware of a headache…
I have noticed something curious over the past few years. Not something dramatic… nothing you would expect to see flashing across the news channels with dramatic music and a breaking…
Breaking News Is Mostly Broken
By Dominus Owen Markham There’s a peculiar genre of modern media that deserves its own category. Not journalism.Not analysis.Something closer to theatre performed with a microphone and a red “BREAKING”…