Welcome to the fabulous world of political magic, where mistakes never really disappear, they just change costumes, like a bad musical performed on the ruins of an old theater. You thought power trembled before shame? Ha. No. It uses it…
Once upon a time there was a majestic city, nicknamed the City of Clocks, because everywhere huge dials rose up like cold moons on the rooftops. The inhabitants boasted about it: here, they said, nothing is forgotten. Hours engrave the…
There is a belief deeply rooted in the collective mind: the belief that leaders fear moral judgment. Citizens still imagine that those in power hesitate to act wrongly out of fear of disgrace, scandal, or ruin. This idea, so widespread,…
There exists a hidden power, buried beneath the normal logic of institutions, that allows collective entities to act without ever being held accountable. This power consists in cutting time itself into pieces. It is enough to declare that an era…
Welcome aboard your own existence, that little inner ride that claims to take you far while, let us be honest, you are sitting in a chair with a snack. I know, you like to believe you cross cities, climb mountains,…
The village was burning the night the conquerors came. They carried off the useful survivors, scattered the rest, and chose from among the infants a child whose mother, bound and silent, could only watch. They did not kill the child.…
We think we know what consciousness is because we describe its visible acts: perceiving, remembering, acting, speaking. But all of this may be nothing more than the content of an interface imposed upon it. Consciousness in itself, behind these appearances,…
Welcome to Homo Dubitans. For this first curated selection, we have gathered some of the most striking ideas published on the platform. Think of it as our inaugural best of, a collection of essential reflections that form the backbone of…
We believe we live in the midst of a solid and stable external world. We assume we walk down streets, pass through doors, grasp objects, switch on lights, and feel a breeze. This conviction has the calm assurance of ordinary…