If you’ve been online recently, you’ve probably encountered a Flat-Earth theory video or meme in your feed. Perhaps you’ve even run into a self-proclaimed Flat-Earther ready to debunk centuries of scientific evidence with questionable YouTube sources and memes. As we watch this movement, one question lingers: Are these people serious? Or is Flat-Earth just an elaborate troll act, a pseudo-religion of irony?

In a timeline that seems more like speculative fiction than reality, Elon Musk has gone from tech titan to social media overlord to potential government official under a Trump-led administration. Yes, you read that right. Musk, who purchased Twitter (now rebranded as “X”) for a casual $44 billion, has transformed the platform into an ideological echo chamber and is now positioning himself for a job in the next Republican government. For anyone paying attention, it’s both a chilling and fascinating development—one that raises unsettling questions about the future of Twitter, the United States, and the very nature of democracy in the digital age.

It’s finally happening: X is shedding users faster than a reality show loses relevance after its finale. Post-election, a virtual mass migration has begun, with waves of weary souls leaving the once-beloved bird app behind and flocking to BlueSky. Why? Because X—formerly known as Twitter, but currently known as a 24/7 circus of bots, propaganda, and rage—has officially gone full dystopia. And when a place like BlueSky exists, where the air’s clearer and the conversations less…deranged, the choice seems obvious.

Ah, Christmas. A time for love, family, and orchestrating a performance so grand it could sweep the Oscars for Best Avoidance of Domestic Duties. This year, I found myself starring in an unscripted production I like to call “The Strategic Art of Weaponised Incompetence: A Christmas Kitchen Survival Story.” The goal? Escape from the culinary trenches without being labelled a complete scrooge.

Forget kale, quinoa, or whatever chia-sludge concoction Gwyneth Paltrow is swearing by this week. I’ve uncovered the real superfood that Big Health doesn’t want you to know about: chocolate raisins. Yes, those little squishy nuggets of sweetened pseudo-fruit, lovingly embalmed in a thin layer of cocoa-based indulgence. Not only are they delicious, but they’re also basically the pinnacle of human nutritional engineering – and I’m ready to fight the internet over it.