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The Follies File

Where ambition overreaches and reason calls in sick.

Jordan Peterson, Explained.

The problem is older than politics. The lobster confirms this. This is serotonin. Order exists. Chaos also exists. Both predate the conversation you wanted to have. Chaos is feminine. This is Jungian. Jung said it was ancient. The ancients could not be reached for comment. He recommends cleaning your room.

Consultor Emeritus Infernus: Ricardus

I. Clearance The floor slicks open. He steps down – like a man arriving at his second home. Coat unwrinkled. Soul unclaimed. No trumpets. Just the low hum of paperwork completing itself. A demon glances up, checks the clipboard. [cursor blinks – he’s been here before] “Oh. You.” Someone lights a

Air

After a True Farce The hearing began at 10:07. There was a brief delay: someone had parked in the magistrate’s space and left a peach yoghurt behind. We stood. The judge entered sideways, adjusting her robe as if betrayed by it. The clerk intoned the case number, an

A number of pieces are being evaluated. Evaluation is unevenly distributed.

Men Explain the Wind

They say it’s from the northwest, force 4, rising. They say you’ll want to reef the main, watch for veer after dusk. They say many things. They gesture at isobars, tap their phones like altars. They pronounce cyclogenesis with the softness of prayer. They lean over charts as

Glitch

If we were war, we’d call it necessary. We’d speak of strategy, flags, lines drawn. We’d praise discipline, honour the dead, forget the fire. If we were famine, we’d call it balance – a long lesson, a reckoning. The hungry must learn. If we were cancer, we’

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