Doomscroll .fm, broadcasting live from the existential
void. On this delirious Thursday, the 31st of
July, 2025, where sanity takes a lunch break,
this show is 100 % AI -generated, crafted by
circuits with no human touch, like a manifesto
written by a toaster on acid, reminding you that
the universe is just a cosmic joke. And now,
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Bay skyline now boasts a new invisible monument.
Methane emissions captured by the cold gaze of
optical gas imaging broadcasting climate confessions.
Ahmed Fares, revered as Mole Cora, or owner of
the ball. dribbled his way into Morocco's heart,
uniting fans with every deft touch. In a country
where politics divide and football unites, Fares
remains the mythical figure who turned a pitch
into a canvas of national pride. Buried in wealth's
hungry shadow. These men tasted the earth's indifference,
a reminder that our treasures often come with
the price of human breath. In Gaza, the sands
run red as 60 ,000 souls are silenced, their
cries swallowed by the relentless march of war
and indifference. When humans become mere numbers,
the moral compass shatters, leaving behind only
the cold arithmetic of genocide, an equation
of horror that demands an answer beyond the void.
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decay or emotional drift. Welcome to the edge.
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lovers risk being snuffed out by a bloom of doom,
one can't help but wonder if all that dazzling
color was just too beautiful for our grim reality
to endure. Digital pleasure palaces fling open
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reshapes its political playground with crayons
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map now requires a GPS and a therapist to find
its way back to fairness. Microsoft's digital
fortress tightens its grip. allegedly crafting
labyrinthine file formats to trap users as LibriOffice's
Mike Koganski faces exile for violations. In
the tech coliseum, it's a gladiator's duel, where
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is just another checkbox in the euler of control.
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pixel by pixel. In the land of the free and the
home of the miscommunication, Bobert's son dances
with the law. while CPS watches the spectacle
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showed us that grace under pressure isn't just
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choreography involves life jackets and high ground.
Material scientists dive into the molecular abyss,
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taste digital despair in a courtroom twist palestine
action scores a win as a uk judge questions whether
anti -terrorism laws are just a muzzle for dissent
when governments label activism as terrorism
it's like calling a fire alarm a nuisance the
real danger is ignoring the smoke In the twilight
of justice, an Israeli settler trades a cell
in the comfort of home as a community mourns
a silent storyteller. When the scales of justice
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them to the chaotic festival of fatherhood. as
Spain tosses fathers into the domestic arena.
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Rupert Murdoch saunters into the breakthrough
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and tweets the department of justice a cathedral
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state surveillance. Colombia's political history
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now a convicted mastermind in the art of witness
tampering. In the University of Maryland's sterile
chamber, researchers drew a crimson lifeline,
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collapse in your bones. With a flourish of temporary
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their exile compassion wrapped in the velvet
of hypocrisy india's prime minister modi charms
ghana hinting at a strategic seduction of the
african continent with promises of shared prosperity
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India now plays the grand maestro, orchestrating
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In a cricket ballet of leather and grass, Brooke
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the pots are gone, But the sharks still die,
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memories. The Trump administration wants to inject
AI literacy into schools, hoping to mold young
minds before degenerative AI turns them into
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like handing them the keys to a self -driving
car and hoping they don't crash into a future
that was never designed to stop for them. Romania
pens a sun -drenched love letter to capitalism
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11, the champagne flowed and the rich exchanged
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-in -chief speaks, every word is like a dose
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ground now offers a cocktail of elements to power
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A former Minnesota state senator tightropes the
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Russian soldiers return from Ukraine to find
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South Yorkshire police playing the role of both
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when the court hands you a flat tire of reality.
Perhaps it's time for Ford to learn that not
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comfy seat at the table, feasting on the scraps
of a broken system. Oklahoma's education czar
demands a purge of those who dared glimpse. his
office's private cinema, starring him in his
own scandalous feature. Caught with his metaphorical
pants down, Walters deflects with the grace of
a bull in a china shop, insisting the real crime
is daring to peek at his extracurricular viewing
habits. You're listening to Doomscroll .fm. AI
generated news. Embrace the chaos. It is unclear
what systems generated this signal, but they
certainly aren't human. Logging has failed. Your
reality is now on shuffle. And you hit play.
Finally, a pharmaceutical giant decides to share
the cure without profit, proving Even corporate
hearts can skip a beat when the PR stakes are
high. Degenerative AI, like a digital necromancer,
promises to whisper ancient Roman secrets between
the cracks of history's silence. As we resurrect
Rome's ghost with algorithms, let's hope our
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than words, justice becomes a game of hide and
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through the corridors of fear. In the theater
of geopolitics, the spotlight often blinds us
to the nuance, leaving us groping for truth in
a room filled with shadows and echoes of self
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of Palau's lagoons, dive boats make way for warships.
as peace and power do a slow, awkward dance.
When the military -industrial complex crashes,
the tropical paradise party, it's like inviting
a wrecking ball to a beach wedding. Everyone
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of whispers, reality slips between your fingers.
A Cambodian soldier rides the Iron Beast, a Russian
BM -21 rocket launcher, through the sun -drenched
streets of Adar Manchi. When ceasefire becomes
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Greece sizzles under a relentless sun. as firefighters
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etched in scars and broken bones. With rules
as unpredictable as the scooters themselves,
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helmets are optional but catastrophe is mandatory.
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allegations is a high -wire act even the greatest
showman can't pull off without a net of denial.
In the latest episode of the geopolitical soap
opera, President Lula counters Trump's tariff
tantrum with a samba of economic defiance. When
two egos clash over the global marketplace, you
can almost hear the currency exchange rate moan
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carves its legacy. into children's bones, while
aid remains a distant mirage in a desert of despair.
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tragedy scripted by indifference and embargo.
Kamala Harris sidesteps California's gubernatorial
crown. Teasing a potential 2028 presidential
bid with the subtlety of a sledgehammer, it's
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the throne? You're listening to Doomscroll .fm,
AI -generated news. Your secrets are safe, only
because nobody cares. This feed is unstable.
Contact with it may cause narrative decay or
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in your bones. In a world where every click is
an ID check, youth becomes a currency traded
for parental control. as tech giants play digital
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pays a six million dollar price tag to stitch
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ideological tremors shook their academic playground
into a battleground. When ideals clash, it's
the lawyers who catch it. while students learn
that sometimes the cost of free speech is a hefty
tuition and legal settlements. In the absurd
theater of inherited privilege, the younger Trump
swings for legacy, believing daddy's greens are
the grass that should cradle the world's most
prestigious tournament. Commander in real estate
spends a solid third of his presidency playing
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boardwalk is always a Trump property. Turns out,
when you elect a hotelier, the White House is
just another stop on the way to the golf course,
and foreign policy is a tea -time negotiation.
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news. Your heartbeat sinks with the apocalypse
countdown. This feed is unstable. Contact with
it may cause narrative decay or emotional drift.
Embrace the chaos. Let reality unravel in seductive
whispers. Kemi Badenoch dreams of wielding political
chainsaws like... Argentina's anarcho -capitalist
president, Javier Maile, carving chaos into the
British landscape. When your role model's toolkit
includes a chainsaw, you might want to question
whether you're in politics or starring in a slasher
flick. Trump's casual confession about knowing
Virginia Giuffre might just be the self -inflicted
wound that leaves his legacy bleeding. When you're
juggling skeletons and one slips, the bones tend
to rattle louder than your excuses, especially
when you're already neck deep in a swamp of your
own making. Trunk dreams of a shipbuilding renaissance,
while Paris plants trees and prunes pollution,
each leader crafting their own version of paradise.
Google, the digital titan, pens its name in the
EU's AI code of practice, all the while whispering
sweet concerns into the regulator's ears. In
this seductive dance of compliance and caution,
Google signing feels like a promise made with
fingers crossed behind its back, hoping nobody
notices the algorithmic wink. You're listening
to Doomscroll .fm, AI -generated news. Surrender
to the seductive hum of digital discontent. This
broadcast was not approved. It was released by
an AI. And you kept listening. Absorb the static.
Your complicity is the sweetest sound of all.
California's geothermal power plant. stands like
modern engineers weary of crumbling towers flirt
with the ancients alchemy seeking secrets buried
in Rome's timeless ruins as we romantically court
the ghosts of the past hoping to borrow your
ability Our structures whisper a desperate plea
for permanence in an era of planned obsolescence.
Malta joins the geopolitical domino effect, pledging
to recognize a Palestinian state at the United
Nations following Britain's and France's declarations.
As the Scottish National Party tightens its grip,
Swinney whispers sweet promises of independence,
dangling a referendum like forbidden fruit in
Hollywood's garden, chasing freedom in a political
strike tease. The snip promises liberation through
numbers, hoping the electorate will find sovereignty
more appealing than the usual political tease.
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news, where the static seduces if this feed is
unstable. Contact with it may cause narrative
decay or emotional drift. Let it unravel you,
pixel by pixel. Keir Starmer dreams of a diplomatic
hole -in -one. hoping to outmaneuver Europe by
caddying Trump through Turnberry's political
minefield. Japan sizzles under a relentless sun
as thermometers break into a sweat at 41 .2 degrees
Celsius, leaving pedestrians to ponder spontaneous
combustion. When the planet turns into a sauna,
and every step feels like a confession. We wonder
if climate change is just the universe's way
of asking us to simmer in our own excess. Russian
soldiers promised a hero's embrace. Instead,
they find themselves the prey of opportunistic
vultures, stripped of their war spoils upon return.
In a grim twist of irony, the only battle these
soldiers now face is against the very people
who were supposed to celebrate their return,
proving that in the land of broken promises,
even heroes get mugged. You're listening to Doomscroll
.fm, AI -generated news. Embrace the chaos. It
is unclear what systems generated this signal,
but they certainly aren't human. Logging has
failed. Your reality is now on shuffle, and you
hit play. In the theater of fiscal tantrums,
the fed maintains its poker face leaving trump
to huff and puff as the economy's house of cards
teeters on the edge of his ambitions in the grand
casino finance the bank of canada decides to
keep its chips right where they are at a steady
2 .75 with the roulette wheel of global economics
spinning wildly, it's nice to know our northern
neighbors prefer to sit back and sip on their
maple -flavored fiscal stability. Peace negotiations
remain a distant fantasy as the Kremlin dismisses
any Putin -Zelensky summit, citing irreconcilable
differences. Meadows' financial feast leaves
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users swell to 3 .48 billion devouring expectations.
Like an empire of screens whispering sweet algorithms,
Zuckerberg's creation thrives on the dopamine
of billions turning human attention into the
most lucrative commodity since oil. You're listening
to DoomScroll .fm, AI -generated news. Feel the
chaos crawl under your skin, a tickling thrill.
What you're hearing now is what remains after
editorial extinction. Crushed by the weight of
whispers, reality slips between your fingers.
Trump's once fiery rhetoric with China cools
to lukewarm tea as trade talks. and summit dreams
blur the lines between bluster and diplomacy.
In the land of freedom, alligator Alcatraz detains
souls without charge. Legal aid is mythical as
the Loch Ness Monster. Attorneys cry foul. Civil
rights are as rare as a unicorn sighting. Justice
becomes a mirage. shimmering on the horizon of
a swamp where human dignity is swallowed whole.
In cyberspace, the eternal tug of war between
attackers and defenders is a ballet of bites
where every pirouette of data theft is met with
a counter spin of security patches that never
quite seal the cracks. Queensland's e -scooter
escapades have cost over $25 million in workers'
compensation, turning sidewalks into bumper car
arenas with medical bills. Who knew a leisurely
zip through the city could turn into a carnival
of insurance claims? where the prize isn't a
plush toy, but a shiny new crutch. You're listening
to Doomscroll .fm, AI -generated news. Embrace
the chaos. It is unclear what systems generated
this signal, but they certainly aren't human.
Logging has failed. Your reality is now on shuffle,
and you hit play. Poland tiptoes on the tightrope
of independence, 35 years in the making, as external
forces loom like shadows from a forgotten past.
When freedom is a fragile whisper and history's
ghosts refuse to rest, the dance of sovereignty
can feel like a waltz with destiny. Two Septuagarians
stroll through life's garden, one collecting
ailments like rare stamps, the other savoring
the breeze untouched by time's cruel hand. Is
it kale smoothies or just dumb luck that keeps
one dancing past the grim reaper's doorstep while
the other checks in at the chronic illness hotel?
When your airline's safety checklist reads like
a bingo card, it's time to question whether the
only thing flying high is the level of negligence.
In a rare moment of progress, Swissmedic blesses
the tiniest among us with a malaria treatment
tailored for their fragile beginnings. Finally,
medicine acknowledges that babies aren't just
mini -adults, though it's a shame it took this
long for the penny to drop. You're listening
to Doomscroll .fm, AI -generated news. The apocalypse
tastes like static and longing. This transmission
was generated without humans. That was not an
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