What MAGA Sees When They See Me

What MAGA Sees When They See Me

The other day, I was strutting through the mall like it was my personal runway, operating under the firm belief that I was a deliciously hot Latino man.  In my head, I was the love child of Bad Bunny, Pedro Pascal, and Oscar Isaac—too sexy for these clearance-rack...
Rearview Morality

Rearview Morality

Each generation believes it would have stood on the right side of history. We look back at the photographs—sepia faces, smoke at the edges of town—and wonder how anyone could have stayed silent while children were marched from their homes, while bodies hung from...
The Coming AI Havoc

The Coming AI Havoc

When automobiles replaced the horse and buggy in the early twentieth century, entire industries disappeared—blacksmiths, horse stables, whip makers and carriage manufacturers. You couldn’t give away horses. Still, newer jobs in the automotive industry replaced these...