Sir Afilonius Rex and the Good Strat Skunkworks Team

New York, Monday 4th May 2026

When your military strategy is a war crime, and your diplomatic capital is sub-zero, you don’t change course; you simply flood the digital commons with enough AI-generated slurry to drown the scream of reality. From the “Gaza Model” to the rebranding of mass murder as “target-rich urban rejuvenation,” we examine the masterclass in moral arbitrage currently being shat into your feed by the world’s most expensive, sweaty, and terrified propaganda machine.

Listen, you have to admire the sheer, unadulterated gall of it. We are currently witnessing a masterclass in what I like to call “Moral Liquidity Arbitrage.” The Hasbara machine hasn’t just been ratcheted up; it’s been fitted with a nitro-boosted, AI-driven engine and launched into a brick wall of reality at two hundred miles an hour.

Martyn Rhisiart Jones

Madrid, Sunday 2nd May 2026

While you were busy doing a real job, the world’s most expensive LinkedIn notification has been rebranding your impending redundancy as a “growth mindset opportunity.” It’s time to stop listening to a man who thinks “Vibe Coding” is a professional skill and start seeing the “AI Divide” for what it truly is: a desperate, corporate protection racket designed by a “futurist” who couldn’t predict a sunset unless it was written in a $500 whitepaper.

Listen, before we start, let’s just take a moment to look at the word “Futurist.” What is a “Futurist”? In the old days, a futurist was a mentalist in a silver jumpsuit who thought we’d all be eating pill-form roast dinners while commuting to a moon colony via jetpack. Now, it’s just a title for a man in a sharp suit who’s managed to monetise the act of stating the fucking obvious with the hollow conviction of a cult leader selling “ascension” for forty quid a month.

And here he is. Banal Merde. A man who looks like he was synthesized in a lab from the DNA of a LinkedIn “Top Voice” and a wet cardboard box.

His latest piece of career-advice-slop, “The New AI Career Divide,” is the kind of breathless, sycophantic corporate fan-fiction that makes you want to go and live in a cave and communicate only through the medium of throwing stones at consultants.