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I asked an AI about the future of jobs – it gave me a funeral oration for the middle class.

I asked an AI chatbot the following question: What happens when the workforce is decimated by the use of AI? I just wanted an answer. I got a user manual for collapse. The response was not reassuring. The real question wasn't "Will AI replace jobs?"—it already is. The real question is: What

Wikipedia: Where facts are only allowed through the filter of power

Wikipedia is often referred to as "the free encyclopedia." Freely accessible, freely editable, free from vested interests. A digital campfire of enlightenment where everyone can add their own piece of the truth. In theory. In practice, it seems more like a high-security archive where the truth has to pass through several levels of control before it's even allowed to surface as a rumor. Since

Rock Hard and the new purity test: When ideology is more important than music

It's a fascinating development of our time that those who portray themselves as defenders of diversity and tolerance are increasingly preoccupied with sorting people out. Not by skin color. Not by religion. But by beliefs. Welcome to the new era of cultural hygiene, where it's no longer your actions that count, but your thoughts. —Rock Hard

Friedrich Merz and the art of simulating greatness

Sometimes a single speech is enough to reduce a political career to its essence. Not to its ambitions. Not to its promises. But to its actual substance. Friedrich Merz's appearance at the Munich Security Conference was precisely such a moment. A rare instant of clarity, in which a man spoke to the world about order.

The wrong mindset: When confetti is more dangerous than reality

There was a time when Carnival was a release valve. A place where people reflected reality through exaggeration. A tradition where excess was allowed because everyone understood it was about symbolism, not crime. But that time is apparently behind us. Today, what you do is no longer what matters.

The Epstein Canyon Phenomenon: The Cleanest Gap in History

There are coincidences. There are improbable coincidences. And then there's this special category of administrative miracles where entire periods of time simply vanish. Not damaged. Not lost. Just removed. Cleanly. Precisely. Clinically. Welcome to the so-called "1999–2001 Canyon" of the Epstein Files. A name that sounds like a national park, but is more reminiscent of a forensic canyon into which...

SRG and why 200 francs is also too much!

Switzerland really has a knack for turning simple questions into national scandals. For example: How much mandatory fee is needed for a broadcasting consortium to continue claiming to hold together a country that already divides over the issue of "pineapple on pizza"? Welcome to the SRG initiative "200 francs is enough!", which (depending on the political climate)

Epstein's dark dealings

After years of waiting, denial, delay, redaction, and forgetting, the US Department of Justice has released millions of pages on the Jeffrey Epstein case. Millions. A mountain of data so vast that even the truth needed a pause to catch its breath. And, of course, most media outlets dutifully focus on the most obvious: sex, abuse, minors. Abhorrent, no question. Morally

DBD: Bit By The Bug – Supralunar

Some bands release albums. Supralunar resurrect their albums. Their third full-length monster, "Dead Come To Dance," released on February 6, 2026, via their own label Supralunartic Records, is less a record than an incantation. After "A New Hope" (2014), "Ghosts" (2018), and the "Lost & Found Trilogy" (2022), it was clear: the dead do not rest here. They

Graphite sees everything; no password, no encryption protects you from them.

There are moments when reality stumbles over itself so elegantly that one almost feels grateful. For example, when two ambitious LinkedIn self-promoters post a cheerful selfie and, in doing so, inadvertently reveal the user interface of what appears to be military-grade surveillance software. No whistleblower. No hacker. Just vanity that, for a brief moment, overcame secrecy.

The career of a harmless revolutionary: Moderate. Empty.

There are careers that only reality could write, because even a satirist would have too much respect for credibility to invent them. Nicolas Rimoldi is such a case. A man who presents himself as the spearhead of the resistance, while simultaneously doing the established parties a service for which they should really be sending him flowers.

epsteinsearch.info: Independent. Free. Unwanted.

There are things that simply shouldn't happen in the modern information age. Things that violate every unwritten rule of controlled perception. Things like an independent, free, non-commercial project that makes public documents searchable, without advertising, without tracking, without an agenda. A project that sells nothing. Manipulates nothing. Wants nothing except to make accessible what already exists.

The Left and the art of abolishing democracy in order to save it

Of course, "OurDemocracy™" is now like an organic label: it's on there, it feels good, but if you look closer, you realize it's primarily a marketing term. The left has become world-class in this discipline: selling anti-democratic ideas while shouting "defending democracy!" And they do it with such conviction that you almost believe they mean it. The core

Epstein was not an isolated case: an encounter with the reality of human trafficking.

There are moments in a person's life after which nothing is ever the same again. Not because you read something. Not because you heard something. But because you saw something that refuses to ever disappear. For Lars Koehne, it began in 2001. Not a myth. Not a theory. Not an internet rumor. But

DBD: Hollow - From Sheep To Wolves

Sometimes you don't need a mirror, you need a jackhammer with a guitar amp. That's exactly what From Sheep To Wolves deliver with their new lyric video for "Hollow"—a song that sounds like someone took the pulse of the present and determined: flat. Very flat. "Hollow" isn't a song. It's a deconstruction. An auditory sledgehammer against the

My Carbon: How to privatize responsibility and sell control democratically

"My Carbon" sounds harmless. Personal. Almost intimate. Like a fitness tracker for your conscience. Finally, you can join in. Finally, you're part of it...

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