You know the toxic lie of “What Doesn’t Kill You Makes You Stronger” That line is garbage. It’s not motivation, it’s an additional dull knife, slipped in between the already-bleeding ribs. Yeah, let’s stick in one more: “What doesn’t kill…
“How do you do that?” Brian gestured toward my shaved head. “I’m decrypting this with the public key the vendors sent us.” “No, I mean, how do you shave your head?” Brian was losing hair at an exponential rate. The…
When the wife of a guy from the infrastructure team committed suicide, the IT Department rallied around their colleague. On the day of the funeral, the IT Department shut down. No explanations. No exceptions. It was somber, but remarkable in…
“God doesn’t give you more than you can handle.” I’ve heard that many times. It’s venomous. It’s a sugar-coated and harmful lie. Some who suffer even believe it, cling to it, and therein lies the tragedy. This is where spiritually…
Imagine sneezing, and splattering someone with your phlegm, intentionally. That image lives within the realm of cringe. You wouldn’t even walk over to the couple at the far end of the restaurant, and take a deep pull from your Lucky…
Matted blonde hair was still damp from the drizzle earlier. Her partner once approached me when I purchased a burger, and I got two more for them. Maybe she didn’t recognize me, or rather adhered to some arbitrary code of…
A satellite dish. Hidden behind walls in need of paint. We built machines to connect. Promised ourselves we’d never feel alone again. Now? We’re more alone than ever. Endless broadcasts, podcasts, shows, and feeds. But who are you talking to,…
The language of conscription is glossed over with words like duty, service, honor, and sacrifice, but beneath the shine, it stinks of rotten bureaucracy, drafting people into the meat grinder. Politicians say, “the nation calls,” but never admit to coercion.…
Do you know people who wander into a restaurant, glance at the menu, comment on every item, and then leave, telling everyone outside what they saw? Worse, some post it online, and the echo chamber churns out dozens of hollow…
Carlson was in his early 60s when he passed away, surrounded by filth. I saw a few photographs of his lodgings shortly before he passed away. The general consensus was that this man just didn’t care anymore. He couldn’t care…