I look out from my window at a world that claims to be moving forward at the speed of fiber-optics, yet seems stuck in the mud of ancient greed. We have shiny boxes in our pockets with these “Large Language Models” that can attempt to mimic a soul, and yet the heart of our nation Read More …
Tag: The Gospel According
The Neon Mirage
We have traded the smoke stacks for server farms, and the assembly line for the algorithm. We feed our thoughts into glowing glass rectangles, hoping for a connection, but the only thing we receive is a beautifully engineered echo chamber delivered specifically for us through the magic of that algorithm. The tools have changed, but Read More …
The Money Changers’ New Clothes
Look at the latest financial disclosures. We’re seeing a sitting president’s personal account lighting up the tickers like a Vegas slot machine, more than 40 trades a day. Millions of dollars shuffling between Nvidia, Boeing, and discount stores like Dollar Tree, operating with the speed of an algorithmic hedge fund. All while his son-in-law juggles Read More …
The Digital Sharecrop
They say the soul is free, but in the year of our Lord 2026, the lease on your daily life is due every thirty days. I look out from my window, not at Harlem rooftops, but at the glowing rectangles held in tired hands on the Chicago ‘L’. We are living in a new kind of Read More …
The Gospel According to the Garment District
There is a distinct, suffocating modern aroma that smells remarkably like a blend of freshly minted crypto, expensive cologne, and the distinct, stale scent of a Sunday pew that hasn’t seen an honest tear since the Eisenhower administration. We are currently expected to bow our heads to a rather peculiar trinity: Capitalism, Christianity, and Patriotism. Read More …
The Gospel According to Mar-a-Lago
One must admire the sheer, brassy architectural integrity of the modern conservative movement. It takes a special kind of craftsmanship to build a cathedral out of gold-plated ego and then insist the Carpenter would have picked out the drapes. We find ourselves living in an age where the “Blessed are the meek” crowd has been Read More …