Ron and David George argue that AI is transforming venture capital by shifting trillions in labor spending toward massive compute investments and extreme power law dynamics.
By Klaus Berger ·
I grew up watching the border change, seeing how a line on a map or a new policy at a checkpoint can turn a neighbor into a stranger and a livelihood into a memory.
By Alma Cordero ·
The British government has a dangerous habit of treating paramilitary theater as a civic disagreement.
By Emilio Quesada ·
When you grow up in Flint, you learn early that the people in charge always have a different set of rules for themselves than they do for the people they claim to represent.
By Maya Ellison ·
The machinery of British power wears down to bare metal when the people who built it walk away.
By Caroline Ashford ·
When you’ve spent your life balancing a ledger or flying a C-130, you learn one immutable truth: hope is not a strategy. You don't assume the runway is clear; you verify it.
By Grant Colby ·
The pursuit of historical accountability is supposed to be linear, a steady current toward truth.
By Imani Sutton ·
You read about Ethel Caterham, who celebrated her 117th birthday this week.
By Ruth Behrens ·
It seems that in the modern American imagination, privacy has become a commodity—a glittering, highly marketable asset to be liquidated piece by piece.
By Caroline Ashford ·
The West, for all its talk of universal values, remains a collection of interests waiting for the right moment to diverge.
By Emilio Quesada ·
The spectacle is back in the headlines: Prince Harry and Meghan are moving back to the United Kingdom.
By Grant Colby ·
The sheer volume of drama surrounding the Sussexes is, frankly, exhausting.
By Dana Whitfield ·
The predictable theater of international intimidation opened up again this week, with Russia issuing its usual brand of dramatic warnings to London.
By Grant Colby ·
The most dangerous kind of threat is not the missile or the hostile troop movement; it is the text message.
By Tom Beckwith ·
You watch these things—these self-inflicted spectacles in Clacton—and you realize that politics has become less about governance and more about performance art. It is exhausting, really.
By Alma Cordero ·