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Capitalism sounds like a chapter straight out of a serious economics textbook. But in reality, its side effects are starting to look like a dark comedy. The world’s top five richest people—Elon Musk, Jeff Bezos, Bernard Arnault, Bill Gates, and Mark Zuckerberg—together control over $800 billion . Meanwhile, the poorer half of humanity owns less than that combined. Now imagine a small business owner in New Jersey who runs a family deli. He wakes up to see that everyone in his neighbourhood has switched to Amazon Fresh. His vegetables are rotting in the fridge. He sighs, “Maybe I should just mail these tomatoes to Bezos—he can use them for rocket fuel in SpaceX.” Or picture a Canadian bookstore owner in Toronto. Once upon a time, people would stop by, flip through pages, chat about novels. Now, everyone listens to audiobooks on Audible. The poor shopkeeper looks at his shelves and wonders: “If no one reads printed books anymore, should I just sell these pages as firewood during winter?...

The moment I woke up, my brain refused to function. It felt like my head was still plugged into the charger but hadn’t reached 5%. I sat on the edge of the bed, staring into the void like a frozen laptop. Then suddenly— growllllll . My stomach made a noise so loud it sounded like a rock concert inside me. I swear there was a crocodile in there, holding a microphone, singing: “Feed me! Feed me nowww!” Okay, so clearly I was hungry. But here’s the problem—I didn’t feel like eating. Just the thought of pancakes made me imagine them dropping into my stomach like bricks. But not eating? That felt like a crime too. It was like my organs started arguing. Stomach: “Give me food!” Brain: “Shut up. You’ve got too many calories stored already. Try fasting, bro.” And there I was—stuck in the middle like a hostage in a Netflix drama. I walked to the kitchen. On the counter were some cold leftovers—rice and beans from last night. I stared at them and thought, “Nope. Those aren’t beans. Those are ...

“If you overthink a problem, the problem only grows bigger.” It sounds simple, but in reality, it’s terrifying. Imagine your table fan suddenly stops working. A normal person would say, “Let me check if the plug is loose.” But if you are the thinking type , tragedy begins immediately. You start: “Oh no! What if the fan is dead? If it’s dead, I’ll have to call a mechanic. The mechanic will say the coil is burned. Replacing the coil will cost at least a thousand bucks. If I spend that thousand, my monthly budget will collapse. If my budget collapses, my wife will get angry. If my wife gets angry, I’ll have to go to the market alone. If I go to the market alone, I’ll definitely fight with the shopkeeper over prices. If I fight with the shopkeeper, there will be a police case. And if there’s a police case—straight to jail!” So, starting from an innocent little fan, you end up in court within five minutes. That’s the real disaster of overthinking. And the funniest part? In the end, you d...

There was a time when creativity required sweat, patience, and a few sleepless nights. If you wanted to be a poet, you had to actually read poetry. If you wanted to paint, you had to at least buy a brush. Now? You just open an app, type three words, and voilà—instant masterpiece. The whole world has suddenly turned into a giant talent show where everyone is a contestant. The taxi driver leans back and says, “Boss, yesterday I wrote three poems with AI while waiting for passengers.” The tea-stall owner proudly declares, “This morning I made a Hollywood-level movie poster with AI.” Funny thing is, neither of them has ever written a line of poetry or drawn a single stick figure in their lives. But today, everyone is a “creator.” It’s a magical new planet where you might not have money for lunch, but you can still post on Instagram: “I’m a billionaire entrepreneur” —because AI said so. Meanwhile, real artists are sitting in corners, looking like they’ve just discovered aliens. One poet...

  Astronaut Amara Chen’s crystal-clear spacewalk was supposed to be one of those serious, history-making moments for humanity. The Earth was watching on TV screens, dramatic music was playing in the background, and there she was—floating slowly in space, stars glittering all around. But inside her helmet, something entirely different was going on. Her first words were: “Who on Earth polished this helmet with detergent? Everything looks so sharp, I feel like I’m peeking through a brand-new rental apartment window.” From Houston’s control room, an engineer tried to sound professional: “Amara, focus on your mission.” Amara shot back, “Mission later. First tell me, how do I scratch my nose inside this glove?” Then she drifted near a solar panel and saw it shining brilliantly. She thought, “This is exactly how my mother’s brand-new dinner plates used to shine back home. Even in dim light, they sparkled like jewels.” Soon, Amara ran into another problem. She pulled out a small bag of chi...

Americans have this unique talent: walking into any room—whether it’s the U.N. or a McDonald’s—and declaring, “We’re the greatest country in the world.” 😎🇺🇸 And honestly, it’s impressive confidence. The skyscrapers, the movies, the fast food, the “freedom fries”—everything screams superior . But here’s the plot twist: behind all that “world’s number one” energy, Uncle Sam’s credit card bill is quietly sitting on China’s desk. It’s like a guy flexing his new iPhone, Gucci belt, and Tesla… while forgetting to mention that all of it was bought on his ex-girlfriend’s credit card. 🤷‍♂️😂 Imagine the scene: an American politician thumping his chest, “We will lead the world!” Meanwhile, somewhere in Beijing, a banker sips green tea, looks at the balance sheet, and mutters, “Yes, yes… but first pay the instalments.” This is peak comedy. Americans act like they’re the landlord of Earth, but sometimes it feels like they’re just renting—with China as the landlord collecting rent every ...

 Jason, a very serious guy with very unserious habits, suddenly decided he would follow the “In & Out 2025” trend. He woke up early, grabbed a notebook, and wrote: In: Green juice Out: Energy drinks But five minutes later, his roommate showed up with a giant can of Monster. Jason thought, “If I say energy drinks are ‘out,’ he’ll think I’m boring.” So he gulped it down and said, “Wow! This is totally in !” Next on the list: In: Hitting the gym Out: Netflix binges He left for the gym at noon, but then remembered he hadn’t finished “Stranger Things.” So naturally, fitness was out —and snacks were in . In the evening, he wrote: In: Falling in love Out: Being single Just then his girlfriend texted: “Stop making lists and pick up tacos.” Jason realized instantly—romance is always in , but tacos are forever supreme. By midnight, Jason had learned the real secret: you can’t control what’s “in” or “out” in life. Sometimes green juice becomes Monster, gym becomes Netf...