The Post-Partisan Emporium

  We're all Epsteins now Our national dishonor is the result of our everyday choices. Kalihi Valley Druid Not everyone is so fortunate. With all the black-pillers gloating about at the moment it's difficult to admit that I had begun entertain elevated hopes for the Trump administration, but for the sake of honesty this isn't the first time Lucy pulled the football on me. The current chain of scandals surrounding the cover up of the Epstein client list brings back some serious Deja Vu from the years when I held my nose and voted for Obama, only to experience serious buyers remorse once he named Tim Geithner as the Secretary of the Treasury. Anyone who had been paying attention back then knew what was coming next: a massive cull of the middle/working classes while the Wall Street criminals ran around with wheelbarrows scooping up all the free helicopter money. This resulted in a flare-up of anti-bankster sentiment from the movement known as Occupy Wall Street, but that was hi...

  Party like it is 1975 Not all that glitters is worth it. Spaceman Spiff Some people don’t get it. They are not tuned in to how bad it is meant to be. The wars, the defeat, the existential horror of life. The decline of the nation, culture and society. The relentlessly depressing prospects for weather, the economy or relations between the sexes. Bad news sells and we have never had so many channels with which to be told the end is nigh, our own and everyone else’s. A tiny handful aren’t getting the message. Most do get it, however. They are lost in a technology maze from which they cannot escape. Fully plugged in Many are plugged in and enjoying every minute of their programming. Phones and other devices are ubiquitous. People are addicted to their feeds, oblivious to the drives that control them. We often witness compulsive behaviours in public like checking phones for phantom messages or endless scrolling. Only twenty years ago these would have been considered bizarre, certainly...