Two curses of the periphery and only one escape
A state on the periphery may fancy that it's quite comfortable there, its citizens as well, but the reckoning of this illusion comes like the sound of an apocalypse.
A state on the periphery may fancy that it's quite comfortable there, its citizens as well, but the reckoning of this illusion comes like the sound of an apocalypse.
War has always produced monsters. But this is different — more personal, more immediate, and utterly deaf to every plea for mercy.
Covering the world with data centers is an obsession that goes beyond the desire for profit, it evolves into antagonism towards the slow and imperfect evolution of mankind.
As palaces start to fear the poor, old spirits emerge from the basement of American politics, ready for a new service, first imagined, then real.
Volodymyr has written to Vladimir, publicly, but it reads more like a bad omen than a peace offer. How will Russia react?
To be anyone’s periphery, Western or Eastern, is just another name for exploitation — but every upheaval still forces a choice.
When the great protector grows tired of the storm, small states are left under a sky they helped set on fire. The Baltics may learn this too late.
To break a single dissident, Trump had to mobilize the entire machine. He won the votes, but burned his own movement in the process.
Kakistocracy does not come to power by force, but quietly, when a society stops believing it deserves better and begins to recognize its own exhaustion in the worst among us.
Do we even know what the first Industrial Revolution was, or is it only now, on the threshold of a new one, that we hear the grinding of its machines through the hum of our own?