Someone was sent to kill Epstein and make it look like a suicide - then covered up with dead-eyed bureaucracy screams that a single human life means less than the preservation of power, privilege, and predation.

It’s not just that life is cheap. It’s that comfort for the right people is priceless.

Threat to Humanity” because they criticize politically is the language of autocrats, not democratically elected leaders. Even if he’s exaggerating for effect (as he do), the implications are chilling: he’s normalizing the idea that citizenship and rights are contingent on loyalty to him personally.

The most dangerous part of Howard’s post is him treating his survival logic as inevitable truth rather than one of many possible human responses.

My take: When crisis logic becomes a moral shield, we build a society that plans for selfishness instead of cultivating resilience through mutual care.

I've eaten a LOT of pizza.
Therefore, I am pizza.

Binging is not a virtue.
(nor is hating the oven)

Yes. Happened all the time when entering stores or malls. I somehow felt drawn to arcades, quite a bit, however, in spite of the cacophony of noise. It was oddly comforting.

That'll fix hate.

philsophically layered, even if not intended.

The berserker doesn’t need to choose sides because they are the side no one prepared for:
the consequence of politeness outliving its usefulness.

They are you, if you let go of the architecture.

The crack you sit in?
They are the crack.
You built a seat there.

They lit it on fire.

#reflection

Language doesn’t land in isolation.
It lands in the current of cumulative harm.

Now I sit in the crack between meanings.

Thank you.

Language doesn’t land in isolation.
It lands in the current of cumulative harm.

Now I sit in the crack between meanings.

Thank you.

I get the ache behind this, the need to hear some ownership, to see someone finally say 'we were wrong.'

But grief used to attack and push into political repentance becomes something else. Are we more interested in cultivating justice, or demanding theatrical remorse?

It preys on two vulnerable impulses:

1. The need to see justice play out somehow when institutions fail us.

2. The seduction of moral superiority that masks our own descent into inhumanity.

A weaponized, trauma-justified schadenfreude.
A phantom limb of justice twitching into cruelty.
The ghost of the mob with a moral hashtag.

Cruelty about their consequences mirrors the very logic we claim to oppose

If MAGA shrugs at LA wildfires, and we shrug at rural hospital closures, what’s left?

Punishment disguised as repercussion isn’t justice. It’s spectacle, dressed in morality, an appetizer for a meal unprepared and uninvited

“They’re grown adults.”
Sure. But what does that even mean in a media ecosystem wired for manipulation, shame loops, and culture war addiction? Inherited or other.

If “grown” means immune to propaganda, we’re all flunking daily.

The myth of the rational adult?
That’s the tragedy-inducing fantasy.

“We must think of the sponsors and funding...”
And just like that, we locate the stranglehold.
Not politics. Not principle.
Profit.

at this point, lets make a store that is named "Banned Books"