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Robert F Kennedy Jr, Donald Trump, and Joe Rogan audition for a new show called ‘Shark Tank: Controlled Substances Edition’ in the Oval Office.
Documenting the chaos since day one — one awful day at a time.

Robert F Kennedy Jr, Donald Trump, and Joe Rogan audition for a new show called ‘Shark Tank: Controlled Substances Edition’ in the Oval Office.

Linda McMahon, preparing to explain how cutting half the civil rights staff will somehow help twice as many kids, using only the power of corporate buzzwords.

Tucker Carlson, fresh off being allegedly mauled by demons, auditions to be the next one haunting American democracy.

Look at these monsters, smiling like they don’t realize the federal government is trying to start charging them emotional support rent.
The Trump administration has discovered a bold new frontier in cruelty: charging disabled people rent for existing in their parents’ homes. Under a draft rule quietly cooking at the Social Security Administration and the White House’s Department of Government Efficiency (yes, that’s a real thing, not a Veep joke), SSI benefits for disabled adults and indigent seniors would be cut by up to a third if they dare to sleep in a bedroom under the same roof as family members who are themselves poor enough to qualify for food stamps.
For people like 22-year-old Shy’tyra Burton, who survives on $994 a month and lives with her dad, that’s about a $330 monthly hit because the government has decided her tiny room is a luxury suite. Up to 400,000 disabled and elderly poor people could see their benefits slashed or vaporized, all because the Trump team wants to pretend that anyone not paying full market rent to their own family has a secret benefactor. The fact that SNAP has already verified these households are broke? Irrelevant. The new plan is to endlessly recalculate the "value" of your bed and your mom’s checking account and then dock your check accordingly.
Religious conservatives who actually read the parts of the Bible about caring for the vulnerable are, predictably, horrified. Galen Carey of the National Association of Evangelicals is out here quoting judgment-of-the-faithful theology while Trump’s budget guy Russell Vought and Social Security Commissioner Frank Bisignano try to turn SSI into a paywall for family affection. Dozens of Down syndrome organizations have begged the administration not to do this, which in Trump World mostly serves as proof they’re on the right track.
When ProPublica asked the White House about any of this, OMB communications director Rachel Cauley called the story “trash” and “false,” then heroically failed to identify a single incorrect fact. The SSA, meanwhile, insists Bisignano is "committed" to serving “America’s most vulnerable” while actively drafting rules to yank their lifeline if they’re not sufficiently alone and miserable. Family values, Trump edition: you can love your disabled kid, or you can help them eat — just don’t try both under the same roof.

Artist’s impression of the Trump administration overseeing American science: a "NO SCIENTISTS ALLOWED" sign taped to an empty conference table.

Giorgia Meloni, wondering if a World Cup wildcard spot and cheaper pasta were really worth hitching Italy to a president who picks fights with the pope and treats allies like expendable extras.

A canceled US passport, symbol of the hottest new American export: people who’ve decided the ‘shining city on a hill’ looks a lot more like a gated compound run by Trump, Vance and Rubio.

King Charles and Queen Camilla arrive in the land that once beheaded monarchy—only to have it reintroduced as a photo-op accessory for Donald Trump.

Stock photo of an American brain trying to load objective reality over a four-year buffer of Trump-era lies.
NPR sits down with Slate's Molly Olmstead to marvel at a truly American achievement: after years of Trump, QAnon, and a Republican Party mainlining Facebook memes, conspiracy culture is now so baked into our politics that even parts of the left are wandering into "deep state did the White House Correspondents' Dinner shooting" territory. When your entire information ecosystem has been turned into a fog machine, eventually everyone starts seeing shapes in the smoke.
This isn’t a story about new Trump crimes; it’s the hangover. After an administration that called the press the "enemy of the people," pushed election lies as official policy, and made up terrorist attacks on TV, the baseline for reality has been permanently lowered. Now NPR is doing somber segments about left-wing conspiracies, as if the firehose of right-wing disinformation, stochastic violence, and state-enabled lying was just a quirky prequel instead of the reason everyone's brains are scrambled.

Melania Trump at the Correspondents’ Dinner, moments before discovering that the real emergency isn’t gunfire near the ballroom, it’s Jimmy Kimmel’s punchlines on ABC.

Artist’s rendering of Spirit Airlines after a Trump bailout: same cramped seats, now with taxpayer legroom.

The White House Situation Room, now available for birthday parties, corporate retreats, and foreign leaders shopping for a quick little U.S. war.

California voters lining up to decide whether voting should stay a right or be upgraded to a limited-time, documentation-required luxury experience.

Artist’s rendering of the new White House ballroom: half panic room, half monarch fantasy suite, all legally questionable.
Supreme Court justices preparing to hear whether Monsanto’s right to a clean balance sheet outweighs your right to a functioning lymphatic system.
Hakeem Jeffries carefully explaining that yes, the house is on fire, but his main priority is making sure the rent on the burning building is affordable.

Fans arrive at a ‘UNITED AS ONE’ World Cup match, pausing briefly to sell a kidney to cover parking before submitting their biometric data to FIFA and friends.
The great "UNITED 2026" World Cup bid promised human rights, unity, and affordable tickets. What fans got instead is a joint venture between FIFA and late-stage capitalism, now proudly co-branded with Trump’s "what if we invaded our co-hosts" foreign policy. Tickets that were supposed to top out around $1,550 are now hitting $10,990 for the final, with "dynamic pricing" used the way a mugger uses a crowbar. FIFA graciously sprinkled in a few $60 seats – roughly 1.6% of capacity – like a billionaire tossing coins off a yacht and calling it wealth redistribution.
The grift doesn’t stop at tickets. FIFA and its local government helpers have turned basic logistics into a premium suffering experience. Parking averages $175 and climbs to $300 in LA, while tailgating – that dangerous act of people having fun without paying for it – is being strangled by bloated security perimeters. Don’t want to park? Mass transit that was supposed to be complimentary now costs $150 round-trip on NJ Transit for a ride that’s normally $12.90, and $80 in Boston for a trip that’s usually $20. Qatar and Russia managed to make trains free with match tickets, but the "land of the free" saw that and said, "Wait, you’re not charging anything?"
To really complete the dystopia, FIFA is hoovering up personal data from stadium workers and reserving the right to share it with "law enforcement and intelligence agencies" including ICE. In Los Angeles, unions are understandably worried that a job pouring beer at a match now comes with a side quest of potential immigration enforcement. So while Trump muses about annexing Canada and sending troops into Mexico, FIFA quietly builds a surveillance-adjacent database and a global pay-to-enter zone where the hosts eat the costs and FIFA walks away with the ticket, broadcast, merch, concessions, and parking money. Truly a shining example of North American "unity": three countries, one governing body, and absolutely zero shame.

Thom Tillis, moments before accepting the DOJ’s pinky swear as a robust safeguard of Federal Reserve independence.
Sen. Thom Tillis briefly cosplayed as a defender of Federal Reserve independence, blocking Trump’s Fed chair nominee Kevin Warsh while the Justice Department ran a sketchy investigation into current chair Jerome Powell. After weeks of righteous concern that DOJ might be used as a political bludgeon, Tillis emerged on Meet the Press to announce that, good news everyone, he got some “assurances” from the very DOJ he was worried about. Problem solved, nothing to see here, please enjoy your pre-approved Trump Fed chair.
The Justice Department conveniently dropped its investigation into Powell on Friday — an inquiry that had somehow inflated a headquarters renovation project into a federal case — and by Sunday Tillis was back on TV clearing the runway for Warsh’s confirmation “on time.” The message is crystal clear: as long as the executive branch promises it definitely isn’t weaponizing law enforcement against an independent central bank, the Senate is delighted to wave through the president’s handpicked money man. Checks and balances? No, just checks, and Trump’s friends will handle the balances.

Saudi refinery, pre–Trump war dividend: seen here back when oil infrastructure was for supplying markets, not target practice for someone’s geopolitical business plan.

Ron DeSantis studies a map of Florida, trying to decide which voters to make disappear without leaving too many constitutional fingerprints.