That Begins the Story How did I arrive here, I wonder. Because the flux in the political atmosphere is overwhelmingly tormenting — that black hole of emotion, the kind that pulls the body, mind, and spirit into exhaustion. The scenarios keep circling, repeating, unraveling — until the regime that punctured

The Paradox of Presence While others build empires that glitter, she disassembles hers in silence brick by brick to seed the future of those long excluded from prosperity’s applause. MacKenzie Scott speaks rarely, yet her decisions reverberate through thousands of institutions that never expected a billionaire’s gaze to turn their

It’s not over.What we witnessed was not a finish line it was a signal. Even with the wins in NY, NJ, VA, and WI, the machinery of government is locked in shutdown and power is again perched on a throne of retaliation. Trump remains in the chair, not by the

Because everyone’s suddenly got a degree in post-mortem politics, and Van Jones’ “Mamdani switch” headline has become the latest echo of distraction, I figured I’d lend another look.Let’s unwind the hype for a moment New Yorkers will be New Yorkers, and Virginians will now have their first female Democratic governor.Perspective

 Opening Reflection Dammit!!There comes a time when silence feels like betrayal and laughter turns to disbelief. The last thread of common sense is unraveling in public view a $300-million ballroom carved into the East Wing while federal workers wait for paychecks that politics has taken hostage. And now, with one

There is a fine line between truth and its staging. We live in an era where newsrooms, influencers, and digital oracles perform as rival choirs, each singing its own hymn of righteousness. Depending on where we listen, we are either saved or condemned by our political preferences. And so, when