Canada and the Privileged LadyBy Truth SpeaksCanada watched her like a storm on a lake—drawn in by the noise, yet cautious of the damage. They called her privileged, polished, a leader. But Roy called her none of those things. He was blunt: no leader at all.She moved through rooms like a storm aware of the cameras—sharp smile, h… Read More

Hello, coffee in hand, just chilling today—so I decided to finally sit down and answer this burning question:If I was in charge of YouTube, what would I… Read More