Category: THIS IS NOT A DRILL

REALITY BITES, THIS IS NOT A DRILL

We Turned Horniness Into An Industry

Let me explain this slowly, because if you blinked for five minutes in June, you might’ve missed the moment humanity officially gave up pretending it had standards. An actress, Sydney Sweeney, famous, attractive, very online-adjacent, partnered with a men’s grooming company called Dr Squatch to release a limited-edition bar of soap. Five thousand bars. Eight dollars each. And the marketing hook, the thing that made … Continue reading We Turned Horniness Into An Industry

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NOISY TRUTHS, THIS IS NOT A DRILL

Small Talk? I’d Rather Walk on Legos

There’s a special kind of pain that comes from stepping on a Lego. It’s sharp, unexpected, and deeply personal. Kind of like being asked, “So, what are you up to these days?” by someone you barely know, in the middle of a crowded bank queue.

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NOISY TRUTHS, THIS IS NOT A DRILL

No, You Are Not Too Sensitive. The World Is Heavy Right Now

I’m going to say this plainly because I’m tired of people gaslighting themselves and each other just to survive another news cycle: No, you are not “too sensitive.” You are not weak for feeling like your chest is a little tighter these days. You’re not being dramatic for needing to lie down after scrolling headlines for five minutes. And you’re damn sure not overreacting for … Continue reading No, You Are Not Too Sensitive. The World Is Heavy Right Now

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NOISY TRUTHS, Politics, THIS IS NOT A DRILL

The Bail of a Man, the Silence of a Nation

Blessed Mhlanga is out. After seventy-two days of caged breath and cold concrete, after two humiliating bail denials and a nation’s stunned indifference, a judge has finally decided that the crime of journalism does not warrant indefinite punishment—at least not officially. He was released Tuesday 06 May on US$500 bail. But make no mistake: what has ended is not the injustice. Only the prelude. Because … Continue reading The Bail of a Man, the Silence of a Nation

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NOISY TRUTHS, Politics, THIS IS NOT A DRILL

Who Owns the Future When the Youth Are Just Campaign Props?

I am tired of being a slogan.

Tired of being the glossy smile on a political poster, the ‘youth’ they name-drop when it’s time to chase votes or donors or dreams that were never built for us. I am tired of being the opening act at your summits, the dance troupe at your national celebrations, the one who reads the prepared speech about “hope” while you sip whisky and rehearse betrayal in the comfort of your bulletproof sedans. You wheel us out like ornaments, like cultural seasoning, and then stuff us back into unemployment, depression, or exile once the cameras are off.

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NOISY TRUTHS, THIS IS NOT A DRILL

There Is No Big Pharma Conspiracy—Just Small People With Big Greed

Let me be real with you. Big Pharma isn’t a cabal of vampires gathering at midnight to discuss how to keep the world sick. There is no Illuminati-like council of CEOs clinking glasses while plotting a flu outbreak in Botswana.

You know why?

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Your Grind Culture is Killing Us, and You Still Call it Ambition

Let me be clear—I have nothing against ambition. Dream. Build. Thrive. But what y’all are doing out here? This “I-sleep-3-hours-and-drink-anxiety-for-breakfast” lifestyle? That’s not ambition. That’s pathology. That’s collective burnout masquerading as motivation, and someone needs to say it out loud……

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