Martyn Rhisiart Jones

Madrid, 17th May 2026

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According to the shiny-suited ‘thought leaders’ currently infesting LinkedIn, artificial intelligence is now a fully-fledged scientist, and laboratories can drive themselves. But before we hand over the agonising, beautiful poetry of human discovery to a predictive text engine, perhaps we should ask why we’re letting middle-management buzzword merchants sell us the tickets to our own obsolescence.

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Right! Listen! I was looking at LinkedIn the other day. Why do we do it? Why do we subject ourselves to LinkedIn? It’s a website designed specifically to make you feel like you’ve died, but instead of burning in a majestic, fiery hell, you’re trapped in an eternal, beige purgatory of middle-management synergy meetings. It’s a digital holding pen where sociopaths with MBA degrees and aggressively white teeth congratulate each other on waking up at 4 AM to drink lukewarm lemon water, take an ice bath, and “crush their Q3 paradigms.”

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Martyn Rhisiart Jones y Sir Alexei Lovering 

Madrid, martes 12 de maio de 2026

Ben, escoitádeme, patéticas e retorcidas engrenaxes da máquina capitalista de última etapa! Reunídevos arredor dos rectángulos brillantes da vosa condena inminente e diseccionemos vigorosamente a última pila fumegante de efluentes verbais do Sumo Sacerdote da Platitude Baleira, o campión indiscutible dos pesos pesados ​​da estafa corporativa: Barnaby Swill.

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Martyn Rhisiart Jones and Sir Alexei Lovering 

Madrid, Tuesday 12th May 2026

Right, listen to me, you pathetic, scrambling little cogs in the late-stage capitalist machine! Gather round the glowing rectangles of your impending doom and let us vigorously dissect the latest steaming pile of verbal effluent from the High Priest of the Empty Platitude, the undisputed heavyweight champion of the corporate grift: Barnaby Swill.

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CROOKED WHISPER: The Prolapse of the Ego ,  Power, Paychecks, and the Myth of the Moral Spine

By Sir Barnaby Bull-Pizzle, Grand Poobah of the Institute for Advanced Narrative Rectification and Professional Cloud-Yelling

To waddle through the air-conditioned corridors of global relevance, be they the marble urinals of D.C., the taxpayer-funded chocolate fountains of Brussels, or the high-walled torture-garden compounds of the Middle East, is to enter a world of profound “anthropological septic tanks.” As a highly compensated “thinker” might observe while checking his offshore accounts, the greatest danger to any civilisation is not the fact that it is actively burning, but its “social flatulence”, the things we have agreed to pretend don’t smell.

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The Eclipse of the Thou: Power, Victimhood, and the Myth of the Moral State

By Bella Castor-Poldark (In the tradition of Tett, Finkelstein, Chomsky, Buber, and Kennedy)

To walk through the corridors of modern power, be they in Washington, Brussels, or the high-walled compounds of the Middle East, is to enter a world of profound anthropological “silos.” As an anthropologist might observe, the greatest danger to any civilisation is not the noise of its disputes, but its “social silences”, the things we have agreed not to talk about. Today, the most deafening silence surrounds the steady erosion of the human “Other” into a mere object of geopolitical strategy.

We find ourselves in a landscape where moral language has been hijacked by institutional power, creating a world that Martin Buber would recognise as the ultimate triumph of the “I-It” over the “I-Thou.” In this feature, we peel back the layers of our current malaise: from the commodification of suffering to the theological bankruptcy of the modern state.

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