While much of this is true, the idea of schools that teach how to think vs schools that have a strong bias to just know stuff has been an issue for decades.
Think about all of the educated people you know that came from a ‘just know stuff’ camp. They believe they are smart, but they mostly are in a regurgitation of things in their wheelhouse. As you eluded to, many will have an identity crisis because so many types of ‘learning to think’ aspects they didn’t get. (Or they decided were not important to get if given the chance)
With the growing AI tide, those two camps of thought will just have a widening of difference.
GULLIVER WAKES UP
Watching the UN emergency meeting yesterday—as well as various world leaders like Starmer stepping up to their podiums and microphones—reminded me of Jonathan Swift’s Gulliver’s Travels.
America has been cosplaying as the world’s polite giant for decades—politely allowing a swarm of pint-sized parasites to tie us down with dental floss while they lecture us on “responsibility” and “shared values.”
We don’t need NATO.
We don’t need the UN.
And the mask is slipping: the Lilliputians are starting to sweat.
In “A Voyage to Lilliput” (1726), shipwrecked Lemuel Gulliver wakes up pinned to the beach by an army of six-inch egomaniacs.
They’ve lashed him with thousands of threads, pegs, and stakes thinner than shoelaces.
Then they strut: issuing proclamations, demanding tribute, conscripting him into their ridiculous egg-cracking civil war, treating the colossus like a rented mule.
Gulliver—big-hearted fool—plays along at first. He doesn’t want to accidentally squash the little tyrants. He even drags their navy across the water like bath toys.
But the “bonds” are laughable. One good shrug and they’re confetti. Gulliver’s captivity was never physical; it was consensual masochism.
When he finally gets bored of the charade, he stands up, snaps the strings like birthday streamers, and strolls off.
The Lilliputians’ empire of the absurd collapses in seconds.
Sound familiar?
Gulliver = America: the lone superpower that could end any conventional war in weeks, whose economy could buy and sell continents, whose tech sets the global pace. We could walk away tomorrow and the world would still run on dollars, Hollywood, and iPhones.
The Lilliputians = Everyone else:
NATO freeloaders who spend 1.2% on defense while we hit 3.5% and play global cop;
UN diplomats in Turtle Bay who veto our moves, shield tyrants, and spend our money on “climate equity” junkets;
European allies who virtue-signal about multilateralism while begging for our bases and our blank checks.
They’ve tied us with “consultations” that paralyze action, “2% pledges” treated like polite suggestions, endless guilt trips about “alliance unity,” and bureaucratic quicksand designed to make unilateral moves politically radioactive.
We’ve submitted—post-WWII habit, Cold War inertia, out of fear of looking like the bully.
So we’ve hauled their fleets, rebuilt their economies, and let them ride shotgun on our wallet.
But the giant’s eyes are opening.
Why subsidize Europe’s welfare-state militaries? Why fund a UN that hosts anti-American circuses? Why let Brussels dictate our foreign policy?
The threads are fraying because we’re noticing they’re made of nothing but hot air and bad faith.
The Lilliputians feel the tremor. Panic ripples through NATO summits and Security Council chambers.
They’re frantically weaving new strings—climate treaties with penalties, “rules-based order” sermons, more “allied” demands masked as solidarity.
But Gulliver’s patience is gone.
One yawn, one stretch, and the illusion shatters.
Swift wrote satire to expose pretension and power’s absurdities.
Today it’s prophecy:
America’s voluntary self-shackling is over. Time to stand up, brush off the pygmies, and remind the world who actually carries the weight.
Gulliver has had enough.
It will never not be hilarious that the same retarded, SSRI-gobbling weirdos who walked around dressed as handmaidens are now collectively wetting themselves because Donald Trump killed the guy who literally made women walk around dressed as handmaidens.
The Church was never called to be comfortable. It was called to be true. True to the word of God.
Somewhere along the way, our pastors and priests confused gentleness with silence, and compassion with cowardice.
They stopped naming evil because naming it offended people. They traded the prophetic voice for the pastoral performance showing up for the nice good warm feelings.
But Scripture never gave shepherds that option.
Ezekiel 33:6 is unambiguous: “If the watchman sees the sword coming and does not blow the trumpet, and the people are not warned…their blood I will require at the watchman’s hand.”
The shepherd who stays silent when the wolf arrives is not neutral. He is complicit.
Moral clarity means standing at the pulpit and telling your congregation the truth. Even when it makes people angry. Even when it makes people leave.
The truth divides for a reason. People treat division like it’s the sin. It isn’t. False unity is the sin.
Jesus said it plainly not as a warning, but as a statement of purpose: “Do not think that I came to bring peace on earth. I did not come to bring peace but a sword.” (Matthew 10:34).
The sword He was describing wasn’t made of steel. It was made of truth. And truth, by its nature, cuts.
That’s the whole entire point.
There is good and there is evil, and God has always called His people to know the difference.
It means not hiding behind “both sides” language when one side is funding the massacre of civilians and the other is trying to stop it.
It means understanding that Just War doctrine exists because the Church’s greatest minds recognized that sometimes love of neighbor requires you to stand between him and the thing trying to kill him.
Isaiah 5:20 warned us: “Woe to those who call evil good and good evil, who put darkness for light and light for darkness.”
That woe was not directed at the pagans. It was directed at the people who should have known better. Us. Those who have Christ as an example of how to live.
That’s you, Father. That’s you, Pastor.
Your congregation is watching a world that is on fire and looking to you for more than a prayer request and some potluck announcements.
They are watching good men die and wondering why their shepherd won’t tell them whether those men died for something worth defending.
They are confused because the people charged with their spiritual formation keep offering them fog INSTEAD OF LIGHT.
Fog in a world of darkness is worse then silence.
Proverbs 31:8 says “Speak up for those who cannot speak for themselves.”
The fallen cannot speak. Moral clarity is not political. It is pastoral. It is the oldest obligation of spiritual leadership and it means you have to look your people in the eye and tell them what is true even when it costs you something. Even when they leave. Get offended.
The prophets were not popular.
Neither was the cross.
Lead anyway.
🇮🇷 47 years ago, I stood at a window in Tehran as a 3-year-old boy, smelling burning tires and hearing the chants that would steal my country. I didn’t have words for what was happening. Today, I am watching smoke rise over the same city — but this time the smoke is not the end of Iran. It is, God willing, the beginning of her resurrection.
Several weeks ago I wrote in that the fever of 1979 was finally breaking. I never imagined I would wake up to see that fever confronted so directly. Israel — with the clear support of the United States — has launched a preemptive strike deep into Tehran and against the regime’s military machinery. Explosions in the capital. Military targets hit. The IRGC’s aura of invincibility, already cracked, is shattering in real time.
I do not celebrate war. No decent person does. What I celebrate — what millions of Iranians inside the country and in the diaspora have prayed for in secret for decades — is the possibility that a regime which has no right to exist may finally be forced to go.
This is the same regime that:
- Armed and cheered the October 7 massacre against Israel for no reason other than pure genocidal hatred.
- Murdered tens of thousands of its own sons and daughters who dared to walk peacefully in the streets demanding the most basic freedoms.
- Gouges out the eyes of young women for the “crime” of wearing makeup.
- Hangs teenagers from cranes for posting a tweet.
- Exports terror, poverty, and darkness to every corner it can reach including the U.S.
No nation, no people, should have to live under that. Not Israelis. Not Americans. Not Lebanese. Not Syrians. And certainly not Iranians.
I am a physician who has spent his life trying to heal bodies and a son of Iran who has spent his life mourning a stolen homeland. What we are witnessing is not aggression — it is surgery. Painful, necessary surgery to remove a tumor that has metastasized for 47 years. The tumor is the Islamic Republic that has hijacked Iran.
To the brave pilots and special operators of the Israeli Air Force and the men and women of the United States military now carrying out this mission: I pray for you with everything I have.
May God shield you from harm. May every missile find its target and every soldier return home safely to the families who love them. You are not invaders. You are the answer to the prayers of millions who have whispered “enough” in the dark since 1979. You are giving our friends the chance to breathe free air again. The entire region will owe you a peace we have not known in my lifetime.
To my fellow Iranians watching from inside the country right now, heart pounding, maybe hiding in basements or on rooftops: Hold on. The end is clearer than it has ever been. The regime’s fear is real. Their eyes — those same eyes that once stared down at us with absolute power — now show something they haven’t shown in decades: panic. The math has changed. The window of 1979 is finally closing.
To the little three-year-old boy I once was — and to every little boy and girl in Tehran, Isfahan, Shiraz, and Tabriz today who hears explosions instead of lullabies: This time the sounds are not the closing of a door. They are the opening of one.
The road ahead will not be easy. Transitions never are. But the direction is unmistakable. A secular, prosperous, free Iran is no longer a dream — it is becoming an inevitability.
I have lived the stolen life so that others might not have to. Today, for the first time in 47 years, I allow myself to believe that the stealing is almost over.
Thank you, Israel. Thank you, America. The Iranian people — the real Iran — will never forget.
The fever is breaking.
The dawn of 2026 is here.
And this time, the light wins.
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This was great. To answer the rhetorical question, it is not accidental. It is a pattern that has been repeated over time. Marxism, just dressed up differently in each iteration.
The greater question isn’t the alignment and how it slowly took hold on the left, until it turned quick. It is how do you reverse it now? That is the trickier problem.
The Left doesn't call you far-right, Nazi, fascist, or “dictator” because you actually are.
They fabricate a version of reality that has almost no connection to the truth.
They need that fabricated villain to morally justify their hatred and violence against you.
Iranians learned this the hardest, most bitter way possible.
They called the Shah of Iran a "dictator" too.
Just like they're calling President Trump one now.
The Shah wasn't a dictator, not even close.
But they inflated death tolls, blamed him for tragedies like the Cinema Rex fire they themselves caused, pinned suicides and accidents on SAVAK, and repeated the lies until they felt like truth.
The goal was to destroy the love, trust, and loyalty ordinary Iranians had for him.
It worked.
When Khomeini was flown in from Paris, he was fully supported by global leftists. When a group of armed rebels invaded the country, the army stood down.
Almost no one defended the Shah. The people had been brainwashed into seeing him as the enemy.
Soon they realized the terrible deception.
The revolutionaries never wanted freedom.
Their real drive was envy: envy of success, beauty, power, achievement. They weaponize morality, language, academia, everything to tear the successful down to their own level of misery.
That's exactly what the Iranian Revolution was: a coalition of resentful, envy-driven groups.
They burned everything the Shah had built, changed the ancient flag, executed patriots and great Iranians simply for being competent and loyal to the nation.
For 47 years, with all the oil money in the world, they printed books, made films, funded lobbies, trained generations of academics, all to keep repeating the grudge against the Shah.
That grudge later shifted: first to America ("Death to America" became their core chant), then to successful Arabs (that's why, as their regime nears collapse, they now obsess over destroying the Burj Khalifa in Dubai).
This nightmare is finally ending for us Iranians.
But I watch America and Europe with deep concern.
It's the exact same playbook.
They vilify Trump and Elon Musk, not because of reality, but out of pure envy.
They manufacture lies, labels, and outrage to justify hatred and violence against them.
Please, learn from Iran. Otherwise you will also have to live it to learn.
#Iran
I stand unapologetically and unequivocally with every woman, every man, and every child in Iran who yearns for freedom, dignity, and the most basic liberties that so many of us take for granted.
The woke left is quick to lecture the world about international law when it suits their narrative. They line up the quotes, the conventions, the talking points. But where is that same outrage when it comes to the lived reality of the people inside Iran.
If you’re going to quote international law about Iran, then quote the whole truth.
What about the women of Iran.
Women who can be arrested for showing their hair.
Women beaten and detained by the so-called morality police.
Women who cannot pass citizenship to their children on equal footing with men.
Women whose testimony in court can carry half the weight of a man’s.
Women who face legal discrimination in divorce and child custody.
Women who need a husband’s permission for certain travel.
Women barred from many stadiums and public events.
Women imprisoned, flogged, or silenced for protesting compulsory hijab laws.
Women who risk death for daring to say no.
What about the men of Iran.
Men who can be imprisoned for dissent.
Men tortured for political opposition.
Men executed after opaque trials.
Men conscripted and sent to enforce the will of a regime they did not freely choose.
Men who cannot criticize clerical authority without risking their livelihoods or their lives.
Men jailed for journalism, activism, satire, or protest.
Men who live under a system where the ballot does not truly change the power structure.
What about the children of Iran.
Girls forced into compulsory dress codes from a young age.
Children exposed to state propaganda instead of open civic education.
Children who can be married off at shockingly young legal ages.
Children detained during protests.
Children growing up under censorship, with restricted access to global information.
Children facing economic hardship driven by corruption and isolation.
Children watching parents arrested for speaking freely.
Does that matter.
If you invoke international law, invoke it for the dissident in prison.
Invoke it for the woman beaten in the street.
Invoke it for the child who has never known a free press.
Human rights are not selective.
They do not apply only when geopolitically convenient.
If you truly stand for justice, start with the people who live under it every day.
Matt, you’re asking the right question, and it deserves a real answer.
What does a free Iran do for America?
It eliminates the regime that has killed hundreds of American troops through its proxies, plotted to assassinate Trump on American soil, and threatened him again on Iranian state TV in January 2026.
It takes Iran's massive energy reserves off the terrorism ledger and puts them on global markets. That means lower energy prices for American consumers and less leverage for Russia and China.
It removes the most dangerous nuclear proliferation threat on earth. As of mid-2025, Iran had over 400 kg of uranium enriched to 60%, a short step from weapons-grade, and the IAEA said breakout time was essentially zero. A nuclear Iran triggers Saudi Arabia, Turkey, and Egypt to follow. That's a nightmare for American security.
It ends a 45-year money pit. Every carrier group in the region, every base we maintain to contain Islamic Republic proxies, that's American tax dollars managing a problem that never resolves under this regime.
It opens one of the last untapped major markets. The Iran Prosperity Project, the blueprint for the transition to democracy, has a phased transition plan ready to go, specifically designed so this doesn't become another Iraq.
You say Iran was set back on its nuclear program. It was. By years. And yet they showed they were determined to rebuild it. That's why setbacks aren't enough. The regime is the problem.
You say Iran is a paper tiger. It's weak in a conventional fight, yes. That doesn't mean it's not dangerous. A regime with ballistic missiles, proxies across several countries, and near-weapons-grade uranium is a serious threat.
The Iranian people are pro-American. Crown Prince Reza Pahlavi has built a transition framework so this doesn't require American nation-building. The goal is an Iran that governs itself, trades with us, and stops draining American blood and treasure.
You're right to demand these answers. Perhaps they indeed haven’t been made clearly enough from day one. But the case is there, and it's strong.
Anyone outside of government with a strong opinion on the Iran strikes right now likely does not have a serious opinion.
To ascertain the justice and prudence of the strikes, one requires information that most of us simply don't have:
1.) How imminent really was the threat of Iran's nuclear program?
2.) What is the likelihood that we can efficiently and effectively implement a new, friendly regime?
The skeptics who make comparisons to Iraq have good reason: this is a preemptive attack over weapons of mass destruction and the liberation of an oppressed people in a nation bordering Iraq which is so similar that the countries share 75% of the letters in their names.
The hawks who dismiss fears of another quagmire observe that President Trump has the best foreign policy record of any president in decades, perhaps in our lifetimes, and therefore has earned credibility and trust on these issues.
If this intervention fails like Iraq, Trump's legacy could be destroyed like Bush's. If it succeeds, Trump can claim the greatest geopolitical victory since the fall of the Berlin Wall.
No one can know with certainty what the outcome will be. But likewise, no one can know whether or not the strike was wise until we know the answers to those two questions.
I am a woman from Iran. Let me tell you honestly how women like me see politicians like you in America, women who speak about freedom from the safety of Congress while sympathizing with our killers under Islamic regimes.
You stand next to the American flag, speaking about freedom. Now you launch campaigns saying, “No War With Iran.”
Now I want to introduce you to a brave Iranian woman who understood America better than you ever will.
Her name is Sara Saeidi.
Born and raised in Iran.
39 years old.
A mother of two daughters, 19 and 6.
She was shot in the head for the “crime” of peacefully protesting while wearing a sweatshirt that said MANHATTAN, with the American flag beneath it.
While you stood in Congress under that flag, she carried its name on her chest, not as symbolism for a photo opportunity but as a dream.
Three days after she was killed, her body was returned to her family only after threats and money were taken from them. They were banned from holding a proper funeral. Authorities falsified the circumstances of her death.
That is the regime you refuse to confront clearly.
She wanted the freedom Manhattan represents, the freedom to live without fear, without morality police, without a bullet in her head. The same freedom protected by the Constitution you swore to uphold.
You speak of “No War With Iran,” but you refuse to condemn the war being waged against us, the Iranian people, by the Islamic Republic.
More than 30,000 unarmed civilians have been killed.
Women blinded.
Teenagers hanged.
Mothers executed.
When American lawmakers like you reduce this reality to a partisan talking point, you do the regime’s work for it. Dictatorships thrive when moral clarity disappears and when lawmakers choose ambiguity instead of standing firmly with victims.
You call yourself anti war. But where is your condemnation of the regime’s massacre? Where is your outrage at its war against its own people? You are anti-Iranian women.💔
Peace without justice is surrender.
Your hatred of President Trump appears stronger than your love for America, stronger than your love for Manhattan, for freedom, for women’s rights. That is why you sound sympathetic to the Islamic Republic while remaining silent about women like Sara, like me, and like millions of Iranians who are victims of this barbaric regime.
You celebrating hijab day in Manhattan in beautiful New York and watching women get killed in Iran for not wearing hijab.
I dare you to share the picture of Sara, and say no to the war being wage by Islamist terrorist on us, Iranians.
It also needs to be said here what the definition of coding actually is. The coding world is changing very rapidly.
General coding five years from now, is going to be completely different, than it has been in the last 50+ years. For both people that have ‘traditionally’ coded and those that have never coded in their lives.
Two brief examples in the now, in the last two weeks:
‘Wrote’ an app, mostly giving AI agents some instructions, they cranked the whole think out in a few minutes, mistakes made had them try to correct it, and only had to manually clean up the rest.
A 15 minute process that would have traditionally taken me a few hours doing it from scratch. Even this ‘tinkertoy’ version of AI turned coding into more of an orchestration exercise.
The next poc was defining a researching system, giving the agent initial guidelines and initial tools, letting it solve it. It could spin up subagents to help and each had the ability to make new tools if needed. Still a work in progress, but it is both amazing and a bit frightening how in a short period of time, everything is different.
Some people will still need to know how to ‘code’. Most will be able to do what they need with tools that interact with agents (and whatever comes next), and nothing else.
That is likely the reason coding is taking a back seat. Coding, with very few exceptions, is becoming commoditized
The skills that will matter most in 2027 aren’t technical.
They’re human.
Discernment. Empathy. Moral reasoning. Creative vision. Taste.
AI is about to commoditize everything that can be copied.
What can’t be copied becomes the most valuable thing on earth.
The future doesn’t belong to people who use AI best.
It belongs to people who are the most irreplaceably human.