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Let’s talk about health care. Yeah, I know — the topic everybody avoids because it’s either depressing, infuriating, or so expensive that your blood pressure spikes just thinking about it, which ironically means you now need health care, which causes more stress, which raises your blood pressure again, and suddenly you’re stuck in an infinite loop of medical bills and existential dread. Welcome to America, land of the free and home of the $7,000 MRI. And suddenly Maine — the land of trees, lobster, and winter misery so brutal even polar bears look around and go “nah, too cold” — is out here producing doctors, nurses, and hospital leaders who are actually saying something that makes sense: “Hey, maybe everyone should just have health care.” You know, something radical. Like sanity. But before we get into that, let’s take a moment to explore why our entire system feels like it was designed by raccoons wearing tiny suits and carrying briefcases full of shredded paper. Because it’...

The holidays are a magical time of year. And by “magical,” I mean that strange period when otherwise functional adults lose their minds over table settings, spend three days arguing about green bean casserole, and pretend they can taste the difference between two wines that cost under twenty bucks. And every December, like a seasonal fungus, the “perfect pairing” people pop up again. You’ve seen them. They’re always hovering near the cheese board, swirling a glass of wine like they’re auditioning for a perfume commercial, whispering things like, “The brine really enhances the minerality.” Meanwhile, you’re just trying to sneak a second deviled egg without judgment. Let me save you the suspense: there is no such thing as a perfect food and drink pairing. If there were, humanity wouldn’t have survived this long drinking boxed wine with pizza and whatever beer was coldest with whatever food was closest. That’s the system that built civilization. Not sommeliers. Not tasting notes. Not t...

Every generation has its own version of “Hold my beer.” Apparently, ours is: “Hold my phone while I livestream myself doing something catastrophically stupid for engagement.” So now we have a fitness influencer—an actual professional whose job was to keep people alive and healthy —deciding that the best way to motivate his clients was to binge-eat junk food like he was training for the Olympics of Bad Decisions. Ten thousand calories a day. Ten. Thousand. Do you know what ten thousand calories looks like? That’s not a diet. That’s a structural engineering challenge. That’s the kind of meal plan you’d give a medieval king right before he drops dead and the peasants finally get a long weekend. But here we are. A guy who spent his entire adult life sculpting his body turned himself into a one-man demolition project… all because the internet loves a spectacle. And because somewhere along the way, “fitness inspiration” mutated into “watch me destroy myself in real time.” This wasn’t...

Because apparently the robots are here to help… and also to judge your DoorDash habit. Introduction: AI Is Everywhere—Including Your Wallet, Your Bank App, and Probably Your Browser History There was a time when “artificial intelligence” meant Skynet, Terminators, and late-night Reddit threads arguing about the ethics of robot consciousness. Now it means an app that tells you, with passive-aggressive enthusiasm, that you spent $487 last month on “miscellaneous snacks.” Yes, welcome to the future: you, a well-intentioned adult who still forgets to cancel free trials, are now living through the Great AI Revolution—complete with budgeting bots, investment algorithms, savings assistants, automated negotiators, and credit-score whisperers. The personal finance industry has become the hottest place for AI developers since someone said, “Hey, what if we put faces on NFTs?” In 2024, AI-powered personal-finance tools raked in $1.48 billion—because nothing grows faster than a market built...

Fashion loves a redemption arc. If there’s a spotlight, a meaningful cause, and maybe a cocktail reception somewhere in the background, the industry will swoop in wearing sunglasses large enough to double as portable solar panels. And yet, every once in a lunar cycle, fashion stumbles into doing something genuinely good. Accidentally. Like when your cat “helps” you by sitting on your keyboard but somehow closes all your unused Chrome tabs. Enter Elie Tahari: the designer whose brand has dressed more boardrooms than a Deloitte orientation session, now turning his attention toward a population that deserves far more than runway gimmicks — injured IDF servicewomen . This entire story has everything: • Fashion people trying to be deep • Miami being Miami • A Catholic university saying, “Sure, why not?” • Soldiers who have literally been through hell and still manage to outshine influencers • A 73-year-old designer still powered entirely by caffeine, trauma, and immigrant hustle An...