The group chat with my best friends would be a hate crime indictment in the UK, Germany, or France. Americans have no idea what they actually have.

Every catastrophic decision of the last 25 years was made by someone with a Yale degree and a corner office. The village idiot has a better track record than the Federal Reserve.

I’m getting whiplash from Hormuz open. Hormuz closed. Hormuz open. Hormuz closed. What the hell is happening? 5D chess. Right…

“Stones for the Sons” new track. Old Irish folk ballad. Uilleann pipes, bodhran, tin whistle, bagpipes on the chorus. A rebel song for men who stack in the dark. The landlord came and took. The famine came and stayed. Not this time. Not this blood. Not this name. Remember Nostrich, we are not stacking for ourselves. We are stacking for the ones who haven't drawn breath yet. A good man plants the tree whose shade he'll never know. Lay a stone.

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Genuine grievance…. The propaganda used to have craft. Sources. Sequencing. Patience. Now it’s one chyron copied across four networks before lunch. At some point the sloppiness is an insult.

A studied man is a free man. Nothing they sell works on him. Gm Nostriches

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Life is messy. You will get dirty.

Nobody drifts into the life they actually want. You get there by making hard calls on ordinary days. I know my own weaknesses. I’ve wrestled with some of them for years. Those struggles taught me something I couldn’t have learned any other way. Intensity is a resource. The same restlessness that pulls a man toward the wrong thing can build something real if you turn it. The war doesn’t end, you just decide what you’re fighting for. GM.