Parker McCollum and the Global Metronome: How a Texan in a White Cowboy Hat Became the Unlikely Seismograph of an Anxious Planet If the world is indeed hurtling toward some algorithmic end-state where every human emotion can be monetised by a streaming platform, then Parker McCollum’s ascent is less a musical milestone and more a…
Tyler Herro and the Global Export of American Delusion Dave’s Locker – International Desk DATELINE: Somewhere above the Atlantic, Wi-Fi sputtering like the Argentine peso In the grand bazaar of American cultural imperialism, where Kardashians are currency and Marvel plotlines pass for scripture, Tyler Herro is the latest artisanal trinket being shrink-wrapped and FedExed to…
Estonia: The Tiny Nation Teaching the World How to Be Modern While Everyone Else Argues on Twitter By Our Correspondent, currently hiding from the EU’s cookie-consent pop-ups in Tallinn Tallinn, ESTONIA—On any given morning, while the rest of the planet is still rebooting its smartphone after the latest “critical” security update, this Baltic speck of…
Guy Ritchie and the Global Art of Selling Swagger By Our Man in the Hotel Bar, Somewhere Between Duty-Free and Despair Somewhere over the mid-Atlantic, between the recycled air and the third miniature bottle of airline gin, it occurred to me that Guy Ritchie has become the United Kingdom’s most reliable cultural export since the…
Jayne Kennedy: How One American Gladiator Became a Global Rorschach Test in High Heels PARIS—If you mention Jayne Kennedy in a smoky bar on the Rue Oberkampf, the locals will assume you’re talking about the latest crypto-scandal or perhaps a new strain of Bordeaux. Tell them she was the first Black woman to anchor network…
**The Global Sigh of Relief: Senate’s CR Vote Saves World from Another Self-Inflicted Crisis** While the rest of the planet was busy dealing with actual problems—climate change, pandemics, wars, and the occasional coup d’état—the United States Senate this week performed its quarterly ritual of almost throwing the global economy into a wood chipper before heroically…
# Mohamed Sanu: The Accidental Prophet of Our Disposable Age **DAVE’S LOCKER** — While the world’s attention remains fixated on newer, shinier objects, Mohamed Sanu continues his quiet pilgrimage across America’s gridiron cathedrals—a journeyman wide receiver whose career arc mirrors our collective existential drift through the twenty-first century. The international significance of Sanu’s peripatetic existence…
QUBT Stock: When Quantum Physics Meets Quarterly Earnings, the Universe Shrugs By the time you finish this sentence, a superposition of QUBT—Quantum Computing Inc.—will have both collapsed into a profit and remained stubbornly loss-making somewhere in Delaware. That, dear reader, is the only certainty left in a world where a company trading under the ticker…
Riot Fest and the Global Art of Screaming Together Chicago, USA – If aliens ever bothered to decode our civilization from orbit, they could do worse than start with Riot Fest: a three-day ritual in which otherwise functional adults pay triple-digit sums to stand ankle-deep in Midwestern mud and scream “I’m not okay” in unison…
The planet tilts eastward each dawn so that a million screens in Jakarta, Lagos, and São Paulo can light up with the same question: “Is SOFI still a buy?” The query itself is a form of late-capitalist prayer—half hope, half hedge, muttered in seventeen currencies and one universal dialect of desperation. In a world where…
**The Global Pension Time Bomb: How Governments Are Playing Musical Chairs With Your Retirement** By the time you finish reading this sentence, approximately 47 people worldwide will have turned 65. By the time you reach the end of this paragraph, that number will have surpassed the population of Iceland. The global silver tsunami isn’t coming—it’s…
**The 200-Meter Dash Toward Oblivion: Amy Hunt and the Beautiful Futility of Going Fast** In a world where billionaires rocket themselves into the thermosphere to feel something—anything—and where the Doomsday Clock stands at a sprightly 90 seconds to midnight, British sprinter Amy Hunt has chosen the refreshingly honest pursuit of running very, very fast in…
