The Algorithm Doesn’t Care If You Die
Nobody at TikTok lost sleep when the blackout challenge killed a ten-year-old. I mean that literally, not as provocation… nobody’s sleep is structured around that kind of outcome. Not the…
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…
Someone in Nairobi Has Seen Your Bits
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…
They’re Not Even Hiding It Anymore
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…
When War Reaches the High Street
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…
Sofa Brain
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…
The Neutral Jacket
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…
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”…
Three Hundred Billion Barrels of Foreign Policy
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…
The Great Institutional Demolition
They keep telling you the buildings are structurally sound. You can see the cracks from the street. There’s a thought experiment doing the rounds in the kind of intellectual circles…