Tigers, as it turns out, are the last aristocrats left on earth. While we bicker over crypto crashes and airline legroom, roughly 4,500 striped monarchs still insist on private estates—though the real estate keeps shrinking faster than a Russian oligarch’s yacht registry. From the mangrove slums of the Sundarbans to the snow-dusted oligarch playground of…
Somewhere above the Adriatic, at 38,000 feet and a cruising speed that would make most commercial pilots weep quietly into their headsets, the planet’s most expensive pair of sneakers is doing what it does best: being airborne, invisible to civilian radar, and theoretically capable of launching thermonuclear Armageddon while its owner finishes dessert. Welcome aboard…
Amy Hunt, the 22-year-old British sprinter who last month clocked 22.42 seconds over 200 m in California, is being hailed from São Paulo to Seoul as the latest proof that the human race can still outrun its own mediocrity—at least for 22 seconds, give or take a tailwind. Track statisticians, a subspecies that treats every…
**The Global Intelligence Bazaar: Where Everyone’s Buying What You’re Selling** In the grand marketplace of human paranoia, intelligence has become the hottest commodity—right after bottled water and the illusion of privacy. From the shadowy corridors of Langley to the fluorescent-lit basements of Tehran, the world’s spies are working overtime to discover what everyone already knows:…
**The Global Mirror: How Images Became Our Universal Language (and Prison)** In the beginning was the Word. These days, it’s the JPEG. While diplomats still argue over semicolons in trade agreements, the world’s real negotiations happen in 1080p, filtered, cropped, and captioned for maximum emotional impact. From Myanmar’s military coup selfies to Ukrainian grandmothers learning…
Matteo Berrettini and the Glorious Futility of National Hope By Our Correspondent in Rome, where even the espresso is beginning to question its purpose If you squint hard enough from the cheap seats of the Foro Italico, Berrettini’s serve looks like a surface-to-air missile launched on behalf of an entire peninsula that hasn’t felt collectively…
**The Accidental Australian: How Rinky Hijikata Became the World’s Most Unlikely Tennis Diplomat** In the grand theater of professional tennis, where Russian oligarchs’ yachts jostle for dock space at Monte Carlo and Saudi Arabia’s sovereign wealth fund whispers promises of unlimited prize money, Rinky Hijikata represents something refreshingly absurd: a 22-year-old Sydney-sider who still looks…
Tell Me Lies, Tell Me Sweet Little Global Catastrophes By Our Special Correspondent, Somewhere Between the 9th and 10th Circle of Fact-Checking VIENNA—From the mahogany-paneled briefing rooms of the IAEA to the fluorescent-lit call centers of Manila, humanity has reached a rare consensus: we prefer our mendacities artisanal, preferably with a local accent and a…
Passport to Purgatory: How the Humble Citizenship Test Became the World’s Most Politicized Pop-Quiz By Our Man in the Queue, Watching the World Fill Out Form 47-B in Triplicate LONDON—Somewhere between the multiple-choice question about the national tree and the oral recitation of a centuries-old poem, the modern citizenship test stops being an exam and…
**The Accidental Empress: Brigitte Macron and the Global Theater of Political Spouses** In an era where the personal is perpetually political, Brigitte Macron stands as perhaps the most unlikely figure in the global power pantheon—a former literature teacher who found herself married to France’s youngest president and, by extension, to the relentless scrutiny of an…
Project 2025: The World Watches America Draft Its Own Fan-Fic Constitution By Our Correspondent, Still Jet-Lagged from Three Continents and One Existential Crisis PARIS—In the plush backroom of a café off Rue de Rivoli, a German diplomat sips an €8 espresso and mutters, “The Americans are at it again.” He isn’t referring to the usual…
Antifa: A Four-Letter Word the Whole World Loves to Mispronounce By Dave’s Locker | Global Affairs Desk PARIS—If history has taught us anything, it’s that nothing travels quite as badly as a local street fight. And yet, the brand-name “antifa”—a portmanteau so efficient it could have been cooked up by a German tax accountant—has managed…
