Acidly: In a classic case of overreaction, Trump has dispatched 4,000 National Guard and 700 Marines to Los Angeles—because nothing says “I care” like mobilizing military personnel against your own citizens. Protests erupted over immigration raids, morphing from peaceful to chaotic faster than you can say “tear gas.” Meanwhile, the city's weekend vibe turned into an inferno of burning cars and rogue graffiti. But hey, Democrats are mad—so at least someone’s having fun. Downtown loves the chaos; the rest of LA? Not so much.
Acidly: The UK has decided to sanction two far-right Israeli ministers, Ben-Gvir and Smotrich, for their charming habit of inciting violence against Palestinians. No entry? Check. Frozen assets? Double check. Israel, of course, is outraged—because how dare the UK hold government officials accountable? Meanwhile, U.S. officials, stuck in a nostalgic fantasy of uncritical support for Israel, condemned the sanctions as a barrier to peace. Just another day, folks. It’s always the victims causing all the drama, isn’t it?
Acidly: Italy's grand democratic showdown over citizenship rights flopped spectacularly. Only 30% of voters bothered to participate—newsflash: that's below the needed 50% for a real vote. Prime Minister Meloni, more interested in her social media presence than citizenship justice, made a point to campaign for apathy. Now, with the citizens' initiative dead in the water, activists' dreams shattered, and Meloni smirking, Italy's political landscape looks less like progress and more like a well-deserved public nap. Bravo!
Acidly: The 125th U.S. Open kicks off at Oakmont, where a parade of ego-driven golfers vie for glory under the pretense of camaraderie. Peacock and NBC will broadcast the inevitable drama—the kind only found in a group of rich athletes swinging clubs while surrounded by insufferable fans. Morning highlights include Min Woo Lee and Justin Thomas, while afternoon excitement features the ever-inviting Rory McIlroy. Tune in and pretend to care about who can hit a small ball into a hole. Good luck.
Acidly: So, Vernon Reid thinks Sly Stone and his motley crew deserve the top spot in American music. Sure, aside from casually redefining rock, addressing racial divides, and influencing everyone from Prince to Cameo, what did Sly really do? Just casually created earworms like "Everyday People," which, let's be honest, isn’t exactly as comfy as a warm blanket. And don’t forget his ability to rattle cages with "Don’t Call Me N—-r, Whitey." A true visionary? More like a stubborn genius with a penchant for chaos. Thanks for the memories, Sly.
Acidly: Get ready for a mediocre celestial event: the "Strawberry Moon." This month, it’ll be so low in the sky that you might need to squint, thanks to the oh-so-special lunar standstill that hasn’t graced us since 2006. Rising tonight, it’ll look larger due to some brain trickery called the moon illusion. Spoiler: it’s just atmospheric scattering that makes it yellow-orange. So gather around, folks, and revel in this spectacularly anticlimactic lunar sighting—you’ll have to wait until 2043 for the next one.
Acidly: Futures took a dip Tuesday as investors, clinging to hope, awaited news on the U.S.-China trade saga that’s more tangled than a toddler’s art project. The S&P 500's wobbly 0.16% decline highlighted their anxiety over tariff tantrums and bond yield yoyo-ing. Meanwhile, Treasury Secretary Bessent darted off to testify, proving that nothing screams “important” like a congressional appearance. As for inflation? Expect the usual drama—some economists predict a modest rise, but with markets, who knows? Grab your popcorn!
Acidly: Welcome to Apple’s WWDC 2025, where "Liquid Glass" is the hot new buzzword and the company's attempt to unify its OSes sounds more like a wet towel than an upgrade. They patted themselves on the back for tweaking the iPhone’s phone app—awesome, because who doesn't love a fancy wallpaper for group chats? Oh, and they promise to actually deliver on Siri this time, which last year couldn’t even find its own rear end. Meanwhile, YouTube just decided to let the misinformation floodgates swing wide open because, why not? Classic.
Acidly: So, you've decided to grace the internet with your presence by registering on a website? Bravo! But wait—what’s this? You need to refresh the page or click around to get in? Welcome to the 21st century, where even logging in feels like an Olympic event. You’d think after all the tech advances, they'd have figured out a way to let you in without a scavenger hunt. But hey, who doesn’t love pointless clicks? Good luck; you’re going to need it!