From his perch above a London coffee chain that charges £4 for lukewarm existential dread, Martin Lewis—the man Britain trusts more than its own cabinet—has spent two decades coaxing savers toward marginally less awful interest rates. What began as a cheery BBC segment on “finding the best ISA” has quietly metastasised into a transnational coping…
Armonk, New York – In the hushed, climate-controlled lairs where money mutates faster than a Wuhan lab rumor, IBM’s share price has been staging the financial equivalent of a mid-life crisis: still upright, still wearing a tie, but quietly Googling “cognitive therapy” and “quantum Pilates.” At roughly $192 a pop, the stock is up 15…
The phrase “SEC permanent opponents” sounds like a Pentagon euphemism for countries Washington never plans to invite to the cookout. In fact, it is a scheduling innovation cooked up by the Southeastern Conference—American college football’s most profitable circus—to guarantee that certain teams play each other every year even after the league swelled to 16 members…
Tom Voyce: The Man Whose Name Travels Better Than He Does By Our Correspondent, Somewhere Over the Mid-Atlantic If you’ve spent any time on the rugby terraces of Europe, the antipodean press boxes, or the darker recesses of expat bars in Dubai, you’ve probably heard the name “Tom Voyce” muttered with the same cocktail of…
River Ouse: The Quiet English Waterway Quietly Judging the Rest of the Planet From the chalk hills of East Sussex to the North Sea’s grey shrug, the River Ouse ambles 35 miles across southern England like a pensioner who has already seen the worst of humanity and decided apathy is the only rational response. To…
The curiously code-named “RR stock” has been lurching across trading screens from São Paulo to Singapore like a drunken aristocrat at last call, generating the sort of global buzz usually reserved for royal weddings or minor nuclear incidents. At first glance it appears to be nothing more than the ticker for Rolls-Royce Holdings—yes, the same…
Plug Power’s shares—ticker PLUG, affectionately nick-named “plug stock” by traders who like their acronyms short and their existential crises shorter—have spent the last year staging a masterclass in how renewable hope collides with fossil-fuel reality. From Frankfurt’s glass-walled trading floors to the fluorescent back-rooms of Manila’s brokerage houses, the hydrogen darling has become a global…
**Grassroots Diplomacy: How Bellahouston Park Became the UN of Urban Green Space** GLASGOW—While the world’s superpowers bicker over carbon targets like divorced parents arguing who forgot the kid’s birthday, a 169-acre slab of municipal turf on Glasgow’s south side has been quietly staging its own version of multilateralism. Bellahouston Park—pronounced “belly-hoose-ton” if you want the…
My Chemical Romance at Anfield: When Global Nostalgia Meets Scouse Realism, and Nobody Wins Anfield, 24 May 2025 – A stadium built for hymns about glory in ’77 and heartbreak in ’89 briefly surrendered its turf to eyeliner and three-chord operatics last night, as My Chemical Romance rolled into Liverpool like a touring museum of…
Costco’s Share Price Is Up: A Global Ode to Bulk-Bought Existential Dread By Your Correspondent Who Once Shared a 48-Pack of Instant Noodles with a UN Peacekeeping Unit in 2003 In the grand geopolitical theatre—where nations fling tariffs like confetti and central bankers practice interpretive dance with interest rates—Costco Wholesale Corporation has quietly become the…
The Mandalorian and Grogu: A Galactic Refugee Crisis We Can All Pretend to Care About DAVOS, Switzerland—While the planet’s assembled elites sip champagne and congratulate themselves on “building back better,” a small green child and his heavily armed foster father have quietly become the most successful export the United States has managed since democracy.exe stopped…
THE COSMIC HOT TAKE: How Christopher Renstrom’s Horoscopes Quietly Run the World While Nobody’s Looking Dave’s Locker International Desk — Thursday It is a truth universally acknowledged—though rarely spoken aloud in Davos—that the planet is steered less by central bankers than by a silver-haired man in San Francisco who knows precisely when Mercury will throw…
