There’s a strange kind of comedy in being alive right now. Like watching the world spiral into chaos while holding a green smoothie and a gratitude journal, trying desperately to remember how to breathe through your nose and think positive thoughts. Every headline is a punchline, every outrage a rerun. The absurdity isn’t that the world is burning — it’s that we’ve learned to scroll through the flames while meal-prepping for the perfect balance of macros. And yet… there’s hope. Somewhere...

We’ve all heard the fear-mongering: AI is coming for our jobs.  Artists, writers, designers—creatives of all kinds—are supposedly on the...

When Canadian comedy icon Mike Myers rocked a “Canada is not for sale” T-shirt, mouthed “elbows up” twice, and gave his left elbow a tap...