A poem by Donald John Trump
For our liberal friends, Russia is the mythology that reassures: the catastrophe that has befallen us was not our fault.
Politics, like life in general, swings this way and that, but it’s never a simple pendulum.
Trump, the Skyline Chili of American presidents. No wonder he won Ohio.
The President doesn’t just laugh at genocide. He actually cheers it, creating a feedback loop with his most dangerous followers, argues historian Michael E. Carter.
An increasingly stupid world takes solace in Liz Phair, Quixotic cheese, pink buses, and beaver emojis in this week’s round-up.
Tropics of Meta has not and likely will not come out with an endorsement in the 2020 US presidential race. But the handsy guy… let’s go with a “no.”
The constant emphasis on protecting the interests of “high-skilled” workers neglects everyone else and reveals the myopic biases of some migrants, argues anthropologist Stanley Thangaraj.