President Donald Trump is attempting to play the role of the grand architect, and he is doing so with the same appetite for systemic overhaul that defined the Post-World War II Settlement.
When a trade dispute reaches the point where national sovereignty is subject to social media mockery, it ceases to be an economic negotiation and becomes, quite simply, theatre.
The whole spectacle in Asheville, North Carolina, feels less like a global economic summit and more like a highly choreographed performance designed to obscure who’s paying for…
The immediate reaction to the flares of hostilities in the Gulf—the strikes on Larak Island, the retaliatory missiles toward Jordan and the UAE, the dubious reports of…
The language used—"historic," "biggest oil deal in world history"—is designed to make you feel small, like a child who just witnessed the opening of a massive, shiny toy store. It is not.
You learn early in life that nothing is ever free. You can’t just walk into the co-op and ask for a bushel of corn without paying for it—and if you don't have the cash, you don't get the grain.
The moment a great power decides that global resources are merely commodities to be negotiated away from the sovereign state, it ceases to be diplomacy and becomes simple extraction.
The moment Washington begins to talk about “stakes” in another sovereign nation’s oil fields, you know what it means: they are not talking about energy security; they are talking about ownership.
The news—the kind that surfaces in fragments across multiple wire services—is always a reminder of where power truly resides: not with the people, but with those who hold the…
The moment you realize that a powerful man can sign an executive order to change the name of a shared lake—to rename Lake Ontario, for God's sake, to ‘Lake America’—you understand…
The moment you realize that your daily life—the toilet paper in your bathroom, the cheese on your charcuterie board—is now a geopolitical bargaining chip, you know where power truly resides.