Gen. Min Aung Hlaing of Myanmar. Belarus’s Lukashenko. Assad. Sisi. MBS.

These monsters lord it over millions of people, upholding their autocratic grip on power with tyranny and terror, torture and murder.

Their crimes are as heinous as they are flagrant. And yet there’s not a single world agency — not the UN Security Council, not the International Criminal Court, not the International Court of Justice, nor any one of the “peace-loving” members of the United Nations — that can curb their atrocities and bring them to justice.

When I first heard about "illiberal democracy," and what Victor Orban was doing in Hungary, I didn't give it much thought. Then when Marine Le Pen became a rising star in France, and a Nazi-tinged party started winning big in Germany, I just shook my head and hoped this far right trend would pass.

But instead, the dissolution of the liberal world order quickened: Narendra Modi transformed India into a Hindu dictatorship... Jair Bolsonaro pulled off a coup in Brazil... Javier Milei feverishly waved a chain saw around Argentina... and then, fuck it, unbelievable, Putin's tanks rolled into Ukraine... Bibi Netanyahu ripped apart the bodies of 20,000 children... and finally, the coup de grâce: Trump's landslide victory last November.

A well planned campaign of control and retribution followed. I feel Trump is really going for it, pushing constitutional limits on multiple fronts, testing how far he can go. Watching his impromptu news shows in the Oval Office, I get flashes of how dangerous he really is. His monologues are mesmerizing. In a folksy, relaxed way, he rambles on about the issues of the day... lying profusely along the way, but it doesn't seem to matter... what matters is that he is connecting with ordinary Americans... much like Franklin Roosevelt connected with his fireside radio chats in the 1940s... and like Hitler's fiery speeches connected with the German people in the 1930s. Half way through one of his recent monologues I felt myself falling under his spell... a shiver shot down my spine... that's it!... he's on his way and he'll never stop until, like the Yalta Conference with Churchill, Roosevelt and Stalin after World War 2, he sits around a table with Xi JinPing and Putin (perhaps MBS will be there too), and divides the world up into three great power spheres of influence.

The vast majority of us in the West are still floating along, sleepwalking, unaware of what's happening. But some of us are wide awake and we've reached our breaking point... we're ready to go all in. I'm going to tattoo a blackspot on a knuckle of my punching hand and take my activism to a new level. I invite you to do the same. First in our cities, and then across the globe, let's forge a secret society of blackspotters fired up enough to go out every #FuckItAllFriday and neutralize this totalitarian techno-fascist wave rolling over our planet.

To The Kids Becoming Luddites,

I applaud you. You have had enough. You’re tired of screen-based self-obsession, compulsive habits, anxiety and depression. So you are relinquishing your smartphones. You are disconnecting from Social Media. You are meeting in person. You are reading books, making art and listening to the wind in the trees. You are trying to think and create outside the Internet. You recognize your mental imprisonment and seek liberation.

You were born with a barcode across your forehead. Surveillance capitalists have reduced your personood to data streams, which you must surrender to in order to function in society. This unprecedented violation, on a mass scale, of Immanuel Kant’s famous moral maxim “Never treat a human being as a means only, but also as an end,” is now normal. Today, children learn to say “Hey, Google!” before they can read.

You are not alone. Parents are waking up, too. Where I live in Vancouver, B.C., our family banded together with other like-minded parents who wanted their kids to grow up phone-free, to learn self-sufficiency, not tech dependency. My 15 year-old daughter and 11 year-old son have never had a cell phone, and they don’t want one. They and their phone-free friends walk without fear to and from school, hang out in parks, and go out for ice cream. My daughter starting riding the city bus alone at age 11, without a phone.

Phone-free kids gain skills — such as identifying a plant species without an app or navigating without GPS — that make them proud and feel good about themselves. They read books that cannot spy on them, and use libraries that don’t use “cookies” to “better serve” them. Their social lives are not confiscated by social media. Their minds are free from marketing “influencers.” They know how to deal with boredom; they have no cell phone to fill the void with instant, fidgety, dopaminergic gratification, so they find their own intrinsic, creative energy instead. They learn that people, on the whole, can be trusted.