I’m a criminal defense attorney.
I don’t romanticize government or law — I see their failures up close, every day.
Much of what we call law is coercion wrapped in legitimacy, enforced downward and forgiven upward.
Dissent isn’t disloyalty. It’s resistance to abuse of power.
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Everyone’s talking about escalation.
The system is pricing it.
Not emotionally — structurally.
Oil flows, shipping lanes, insurance risk.
War isn’t just fought.
It’s calculated.
“A whole civilization will die tonight” is being used as deadline messaging.
It compresses time and makes escalation feel inevitable.
What follows will be families and kids absorbing violence they had no role in creating.
Bondi covered up Epstein files, gutted DOJ civil rights, and killed the public corruption unit.
None of that got her fired.
Not going after enough of the President’s enemies did. 🧵
@theintercept The label comes first. “Dangerous criminal” gets attached before anyone thinks of them as a person. By the time the data shows two thirds had no criminal record, the narrative has already done its job.
The consequences of our actions, at a granular level. Definitely something to think about. Prayers sent for all casualties of war; the majority of whom never asked for this situation.
A U.S. submarine just sank an enemy warship for the first time since WWII.
Then three weeks later, the Navy commissioned another one — with marching bands and selfies.
The torpedo is the part you're not meant to see. The ceremony is the part you are. 🧵
America’s military has two visual languages:
Pageantry for what it builds.
Silence for what it breaks.
Both cost human lives. Only one gets the headline.
We never get clean casualty numbers in real time. Because numbers don’t just measure war, they sustain it.
Vietnam. Korea. Afghanistan. Iraq. Iran.
Behind every “unclear” number is a person we stopped seeing as one.