In this world of disinformation, we’re not helping.
With correspondents in more than 340 countries, rest assured that you’re getting the most updated nonsense there is. Even by internet standards, we’re way off the mark.
As a lesser media organization, we try to dig in, really dig in, into whatever scraps of meat are left behind by the three-letter networks. Sometimes we lick the plate, even when there is no plate. Sometimes we just rearrange the crumbs and call it journalism.
We don’t aim to inform. We aim to agitate, entertain, and occasionally confuse everyone at Thanksgiving dinner or at a Quinceañera.
If you’re looking for facts, you’re in the wrong place. If you’re looking for something that sounds like a fact but definitely isn’t, welcome home.
We’re not backed by oligarchs. We’re not breaking stories. We’re barely breaking even.
No names. No bios. This may change in the future, but let’s be honest, there’s no light at the end of this tunnel. Just the sad belief that everything is going to be alright, that our childhood dog really did go to live on a farm upstate.
We’ve been meaning to start this for years, decades even, and somehow, finally, here we are.
Better late than never.
Welcome… to the Investor Center, sorry, that’s a different rabbit hole.
Welcome to The Mendax.