Obsidian Edge Editorials is more than a blog—it’s a portal for radical reflection, where political and global critiques collides with nonprofit truths, creative solutions, environmental reflections, financial illusions, mental health crises, and the shape-shifting contradictions of so-called “good capitalism.” It’s where the Puff Daddy saga and the O.J. case aren’t just headlines—they’re psy-ops in a media circus built to distract, defend empire, uphold white supremacy, and parade the myth of the latest “drug dealer,” “pedophile,” or “criminal” while the real bosses remain cloaked in corporate and political power.

Expect delight. Expect disgust. Expect depth, discernment, and necessary side-eyes.

This ain’t the place for sanitized narratives or empire critiques softened for grant proposals. It’s a space for those who live in the tension: between revolution and deliverables, soul work and strategic plans, liberation dreams and nonprofit metrics. It’s a griot’s drum with Wi-Fi—beating out rhythms of accountability, irreverence, ancestral memory, and radical imagination.

Apologies in advance: what lives here floats somewhere between politically incorrect and politically inconvenient—a blur as fluid as mezcal, dark rum, party lines, or your favorite nonprofit’s mission statement. We don’t apologize for the mess. We live in it. We name it. We disrupt it. We remember what they want us to forget.

Welcome to the Edge. Aaaaaaaahhh!

Now… jump with me.