If you’ve ever lain awake at night, pondering the peculiar parade that is our modern world, you are not alone. In fact, you’re in excellent (and probably sleep-deprived) company. Join me, dear reader, for a meandering stroll through the baffling bazaar of current events—a stroll filled with curious characters, economic contortions, and, of course, the ever-present background noise that makes insomnia seem downright logical.
Restless Nights and Restive Times
It’s hard to sleep these days. Not because of caffeine, but because I’m serenaded nightly by the cacophony of contemporary civilization. The soundtrack? Equal parts confusion, outrage, and a touch of “did that really just happen?” If only there were a snooze button for society.
Story Time, But Not As We Knew It
Once upon a time, story time meant fairy tales and talking animals. Now, it seems we’ve added a touch of theatrical flair, with drag queens reading to kids. Some call it progress, others call it performance art gone rogue. Either way, the plot twist is: society can’t agree on the moral of the story.
The Immigration Imbroglio
Tens of millions in the country without official paperwork—some say they get more assistance than our own veterans. It’s a bit like hosting a potluck where the guests eat first and the hosts get the leftovers. No wonder the host is grumpy.
Gang Bangers, Judges, and the Curious Case of the Protected Perpetrator
In today’s legal landscape, it sometimes feels like activist judges are playing defense for those who never quite got the hang of playing by the rules. Courtrooms: now with 25% more plot twists!
Presidents, Puppets, and the Mystery of the Marionettes
Why do we need a president? Is it just to keep the White House tour guides in business? And if the president is the puppet, who’s got their hand on the strings? I suspect the marionettes have marionettes, and somewhere, someone is making a fortune selling all the strings.
Economy: Where Prices Go Up, Wages Stand Still, and Politicians Get Richer
Sanders and company shout about living wages while their own bank accounts live quite comfortably. Meanwhile, regular folks are left with calluses and receipts for $8 eggs. Here’s a radical idea: maybe prices should come down instead of wages going up. But what do I know? I’ve never been invited to a Senate brunch.
Did you know: the more you earn, the more everything costs, and the only ones celebrating are the tax collectors, who get a bonus every time a price tag goes up. It’s like a game of Monopoly, but the banker always wins.
North Korea: Apocalypse Now, or Later?
Rumor has it that North Korea’s supreme leader instructed his people to launch nukes at the U.S. upon his demise. Loyalty or lunacy? Hard to tell. Either way, it’s proof that “Dear Leader” is not a job for the faint of heart (or the rational).
Shadow Governments and Conspiracy Cocktails
Was JFK snuffed out for being too much like Trump? Is the CIA running a shadow puppet show behind the scenes? Was the “Red Scare” just a shiny distraction? At this point, the only thing less believable than the official story is the unofficial one.
Higher Education: Now With 50% More Indoctrination
Is college just expensive brainwashing? If so, can I get a refund? And perhaps a certificate of “Critical Thinking, With Honors (Some Restrictions Apply)”?
The Curious Case of Flying Immigrants
The latest travel trend: the Biden administration was flying in thousands of newcomers and dropping them in red states, courtesy of NGOs with all the transparency of a foggy window. Apparently, “non-profit” is the new “trust me, bro.”
The Age-Old Question: Why?
Why does the media spin tales taller than Paul Bunyan? Why do politicians defend the indefensible? Why is the frog in the soup kettle still hanging on? Why can’t I get some sleep?
Conclusion: Pass the Ambien, Please
If you’ve made it this far, congratulations! You deserve a nap. Perhaps you’re considering joining me in a virtual world where the newsfeed is filled with nothing but puppy videos, and the only drama is whether the cat will knock over the vase. Until then, let’s keep asking questions (and maybe invest in earplugs).
Best,
A Fellow Sleepless Soul
