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Like a fool, I used to resist, but no more. In the past, I railed against the rise of AI. I preached small-minded sermons to students who had to sit through my tirades to get a passing grade. I used to curse and mutter at the head of the class,…

Remember me? I’m the guy with “Christian” and “Patriot” on my Twitter profile. My avatar is a picture of me wearing sunglasses and a baseball hat in the front seat of my car. I also have a #girldad on my profile, but that only applies to two weekends a month.…

We stand before the world with a dire warning. Unless we, as a united front, address this generational crisis, we risk permanently exhausting one of our greatest resources. Our findings are shocking and sobering, but hopefully, this will inspire world governments to make substantive changes. For if we continue at…

What he says: Thank god football’s back.

What he means: I miss my friends.

What he says: Can you believe Travis Kelce is going as late as the seventh round in a lot of leagues?

What he means: I’ve never been more anxious about the passage of…

It was beautiful witnessing our children’s blossoming friendship when they were in Miss Penny’s first-grade class—and by extension, our friendship too. That said, seeing as next year your kid will be in Mrs. Lang’s Second Grade Class, and mine in Mr. Dodd’s, I’m afraid it’s time to say goodbye, because…

It’s 1:17 a.m., and I’m sitting on the floor of my kitchen drinking Dr Pepper Blackberry out of the can like it’s medicine for a heartbreak I haven’t earned yet. I haven’t cried today, but I can feel it coming, crouched behind my molars. This beverage might be the gateway.

Let’s get this out of the way: Immigration and Customs Enforcement is nothing like the Sturmabteilung, aka Hitler’s Brownshirts. Your main clue is right there in the name. The Brownshirts wore brown shirts. And pants, coats, hats, insignia, etc. They had an actual uniform that they wore like brand ambassadors…

“And I saw Sisyphus in agonizing torment, drafting a reply to Kayleigh’s ten urgent UX questions. He hit ‘send,’ and immediately received an autoresponder: ‘I no longer work here! For questions, contact Caleb, Chief Joy Officer.’”
— Homer, Odyssey

“Sisyphus thinks he can outwit death. But the…

They say women disappear with age, but if that’s true, why do their necklaces keep getting bigger?

Society shuns women with crow’s feet and crepey underarms. And honestly, I get it. Aging is grotesque. That’s where I come in.

I give voice to the voiceless. When a middle-aged woman walks…

Some people think this map looks gerrymandered, but we don’t see it. We also don’t see the innovation, economic growth, and kick-ass food scene that exists in this country, largely thanks to immigrants. Everyone, get your guns: Let’s kick out all the foreigners and shoot ourselves in…