When power moves in the dark, you don’t need a conspiracy to feel uneasy — you just need eyes open.

When we weaponize hunger as a bargaining chip, we’re not punishing “lazy people.” We’re punishing our communities, our coworkers, our neighbors.

Empathy isn’t agreement — it’s taking a moment to see the person before the opinion, the story before the stance. Maybe the most radical thing we can do is listen.

The poor and the rich both respond rationally to the incentives of capitalism — but only one group gets applauded for it.

The internet didn’t make us stupid — it just made us lazy with who we trust. Maybe the next smart thing we can do is start trusting a little less, and learning a little more.

The entire hospital maintenance system — secured by the power of dad rock. Back then, passwords weren’t complicated. Just faith that nobody else liked the same thing.

Maybe the real American dream isn’t owning a house or hitting six figures — it’s finally being paid what we’re worth, no matter what kind of work that is.

Maybe the goal isn’t to prove we can survive harder than the next person — but to build a world where survival isn’t the measure of success at all.