It was on October 16, 2026, in the day’s earliest seconds, known commonly as midnight, that I found inspiration courtesy the Christ-centered school in Middle Tennessee.

Some kid from the underground, one with a strange last name, had just dropped a track called “Known It All Along.”

I took a listen, paid respect to the gifted artist, and knew immediately what needed to be done.

I needed to prove that talent is not always genetic.

These are the top 10 things that I have known all along.

10

I would spend half my life growing a gut and the other half trying to get rid of it.

9

In one way or another, everyone is an assh*le.

8

Most opinions are about as dumb as mine.

7

I should’ve done private equity instead of whatever the hell this is.

6

Suburbia is torture disguised as success.

5

Nihilism beats the alternative, especially when the alternative is sacred.

4

Sometimes a higher meaning is found really low.

3

Truth and honesty equal mediocrity.

2

The political spectrum would work better as a circle than as a line.

1

Thank God for nephrology.

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It needs to exhibit a command for the English language, and it needs to be fair. These are all things that our Supreme Leader, much like Kim Jong Un, would expect.

Knowing all that, who better to make it than me, the guy who shares DNA with MAGA types?

Cue the music.

“Only the Good Die Young” by Billy Joel

If you’re reading this, you can be sure that Donald Trump will outlive you.

“One Step Closer” by Linkin Park

Few political pundits realize that the clip shown here has shaped Trump’s approach to diplomacy.

“War Pigs” by Black Sabbath

On the day before starting a war with Iran, Trump consulted with a dead Ozzy Osbourne and took this advice to heart.

“Killing in the Name” by Rage Against the Machine

Second only to the track by Linkin Park in terms of influence, this clip helped mold Trump’s relationship with democratic institutions.

“ABC” by the Jacksons

And finally, no other song can explain the Supreme Leader’s concision and eloquence quite like this one.

Note: This article was inspired by Vivek Ramaswamy.

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And no, I’m not talking about showing up to a school board meeting and actually getting a book banned.

Yes, I have to share the world with such parenting tactics, but I prefer not to cave to the peer pressure of incompetence.

I’m talking about getting a book banned the old-fashioned way—as in writing one.

But how?

Have a look.

The Great Gatsby (1925)

Social mobility, even in a society that boasts about it, can be a mirage.

If achieved, the resultant material wealth may or may not correlate with peace and contentedness.

In that regard, for some, the American Dream is the wrong life game to play.

The Catcher in the Rye (1951)

Male teenage angst is real.

Trauma, including the loss of a loved one, can compound the anguish, especially if not discussed openly.

Often, the ones tasked with helping can make things worse.

Fahrenheit 451 (1953)

Thought control and conformity have always been and always will be a part of the human experience.

Deep thinkers can make those around them uncomfortable.

The uncomfortable, in turn, resort to things like book bans.

To Kill a Mockingbird (1960)

Racism was a problem in the Deep South.

As a result, justice was not always served.

Thankfully, people are not necessarily what they seem.

One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest (1962)

America’s early-20th-century approach to psychiatric institutionalization may have been overzealous.

Unrelated to that policy, sexuality and mental health can overlap in myriad ways.

When any type of control becomes oppression, the results can be tragic.

In other words, to achieve the mission, I have to do just one thing: tell the truth.

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And by you, I’m referring to me.

It turns out, as I’ve come to find out over the years, this affinity for bad beer was a birthright.

In the land of Trump, birthright citizenship may not be guaranteed, but no one—and I mean no one—can take away my right to bad beer.

Yes, I’m a Rust Belt fanatic, but I also need to tell the truth.

And while the home of Harley-Davidson knows how to make motorcycles, I’m not one hundred percent sure the same can be said of the brewskis.

Let’s just say I had to take two TUMS to make it through writing this piece.

Milwaukee, the city of my nativity scene, had it all: German immigrants, water, grain, hops, and cold storage.

This formula gave rise to the Big Four, or Five, otherwise known as the breweries that colluded to give me recurrent nausea from 1995-1999, referred to by my parents as the pre-med years.

Consolidation, relocation, and just plain shuttering have altered the landscape considerably, but nothing can negate what the city of Milwaukee has done to my body and the bodies of countless other hardworking college students.

Pabst Brewing Company

Founded in 1844 in Cream City and now based in San Antonio, the company and its iconic Pabst Blue Ribbon (PBR) have quenched the thirst of many a tight-jeaned hipster and contributed to incalculable hangovers.

Joseph Schlitz Brewing Company

A Milwaukee staple since 1849, Schlitz hit the fritz in 1982, with the rights to the name changing hands a few times since then. You can thank these guys for Old Milwaukee. Enough said.

Valentin Blatz Brewing Company

A thing since the early 1850s, Blatz beer is now apparently produced by Miller Brewing Company (see below) under contract for Pabst Brewing Company (see above). For obvious reasons, I’ve never tried it.

Miller Brewing Company

Founded in 1855 and now under the Molson Coors umbrella, Miller has been poisoning customers for the greater part of two centuries. I mean, is The Champagne of Beers really a brag?

A. Gettelman Brewing Company

The smallest of the five, Gettelman opened shop in 1856 and is now part of Miller (Molson Coors). If you thought Old Milwaukee was bad, Gettelman proved with Milwaukee’s Best that it could get even worse.

The good news, of course, is that in the Rust Belt, we don’t worry about trivial details like quality, revenue, or even continued existence.

Because when bad beer is all you got, you wear it with pride—sucking in, of course.

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Black, Indigenous, and People of Color.

I’m assuming that white is not considered a color?

And I’m assuming the category is one of struggle?

Sure, I’ve been called Muhammad (wrong religion—I’m atheist), sand n-word (wrong part of the world), and Geronimo (even wronger part of the world), but can I really claim oppression?

Is Sundar Pichai oppressed?

How about Satya Nadella?

And how oppressed are all the doctors I work with?

Or, for that matter, the one I live with?

There’s more.

What happens during the Upstate New York winters, when I embrace four months of no sunshine and write blog posts no one reads? Do I become POP (Person of Pallor)?

What about halfsies?

Does place of birth matter?

Does life experience play into this at all?

Or are we limited to a visual assessment regarding the collective action of hundreds of genes?

Regardless, in the era of hyperindividualism and self-determination, I feel I should have some say in the matter.

Rather than BIPOC, I kindly request that you refer to me in one of the following ways:

• A Ball of Cells (BOC)
• A Ball of Atoms (BOA)
• A Collection of Particles (COP)
• A Morsel of the Universe (MOTU)
• Ashes (A)

Thank you.

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The downside of that approach, of course, is that I piss off 50 percent of the country.

As a writer, I’d rather piss off everyone.

You can go ahead and call it existential nihilism, if you must.

I prefer to call it something else—the big picture.

To find it, I don’t have to look far—it’s lying on the bookshelf.

It starts here.

…Imagine a world in which everyone, but especially people with power and influence, holds an expanded view of our place in the cosmos. With that perspective, our problems would shrink—or never arise at all—and we could celebrate our earthly differences while shunning the behavior of our predecessors who slaughtered one another because of them.

The cosmic perspective reminds us that in space, where this is no air, a flag will not wave…

And goes here.

Far out in the uncharted backwaters of the unfashionable end of the Western Spiral Arm of the Galaxy lies a small unregarded yellow sun. Orbiting this at a distance of roughly ninety-two million miles is an utterly insignificant little blue-green planet whose ape-descended life forms are so amazingly primitive that they still think digital watches are a pretty neat idea.

…Lots of the people [are] mean, and most of them [are] miserable, even the ones with digital watches.

The Answer to the Great Question…Of Life, the Universe and Everything…Is…Is…Forty-two.

Where the vinyl lies, there’s more.

A heart that’s full up like a landfill

A job that slowly kills you

—

I’ll take a quiet life

A handshake of carbon monoxide

—

No alarms and no surprises (let me out of here)

No alarms and no surprises (let me out of here)

No alarms and no surprises, please (let me out of here)

Not to be outdone by this.

I tried so hard and got so far

But in the end, it doesn’t even matter

I had to fall to lose it all

But in the end, it doesn’t even matter

So please, during election season, don’t ask me what team I’m on.

Because we all know the answer:

The Milwaukee Brewers.

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Back in January 2024, I did one of these, and according to Google Analytics, at least four people engaged with the content.

As they say, don’t argue with success.

That’s why, almost three years later, I’m back with round two.

This time will be a little different.

All you get is YouTube clips, complemented by small blurbs courtesy yours truly.

A link to the answer can be found at the end.

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1. Oprah Winfrey was born in Mississippi but raised in this city, even attending middle school and high school here.
2. Al Jarreau was an R&B legend, winning ten Grammy Awards in his lifetime. He was born and raised in town.
3. Gene Wilder made a career on the big screen, playing all sorts of roles including Willy Wonka. Like Jarreau, he was born and raised locally.
4. Rachel Brosnahan, too, has dominated the acting world, hitting it big in The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel. She was born here before moving to Illinois.
5. Steve Miller made quite a name for himself in the music business, but not before spending his early years in the burg of interest.
6. Liberace, among other things, could shred the piano, thanks of course to his upbringing around here.
7. Dan Jansen, all these years later, is still the only speed skater you know. He won an emotional Olympic gold medal in 1994 and, more importantly, was born and raised you know where.

The answer to Guess the Burg can be found HERE.

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That’s the question I found myself asking when, on October 9, 2026, I got the following email:

Hi Amol,

My name is Anuj Agarwal, I’m the Founder of FeedSpot.

I would like to personally congratulate you as your blog ComposeMD has been selected by our panelist as one of the Top 20 General Knowledge Blogs on the web (2026 Edition).

20 Best General Knowledge Blogs to Follow in 2026

You can also add your website link and other social media handles to get more visibility in our list. Continue

I personally give you a high-five and want to thank you for your contribution to this world. This is the most comprehensive list of Top 20 General Knowledge Blogs on the internet and I’m honored to have you as part of this!

We’d be grateful if you can help us spread the word by briefly mentioning about the Top 20 General Knowledge Blogs list in any of your upcoming post.

Please feel free to reach out with any questions.

Best,

FeedSpot

It’s 2026, which means there’s a high risk someone is stroking my ego and/or looking for money. There’s also a high risk AI was used to create the message, but the use of singular nouns where the plural form was warranted seems to rule out that possibility.

Anyway, let’s dig.

FeedSpot is a content aggregation platform, allowing users to interact with their favorite blogs, news websites, YouTube channels, podcasts, RSS feeds, social sites, and so on in one place.

Apparently, the company generates revenue in a handful of ways:

• Content creators can pay for sponsored placements, higher-ranking positions, badges, etc. In fact, the Continue link in the email seems to serve as not-so-subtle bait for these paid features.
• Marketers and PR professionals can pay for access to FeedSpot’s massive database of content creators which includes contact information.
• Regular users can pay for ad-free reading and other such upgrades.
• Ads.

All of the above leads to a few questions.

Is FeedSpot monetizing content that itself is not being monetized?

Is my site still a general knowledge site?

Is the old ComposeMD logo better than the new one?

Isn’t it somewhat flattering to be on the same list as Knowable Magazine, Big Think, and Mental Floss?

Am I not falling for the ego trap?

Regardless, this is the blog post/advertisement that FeedSpot requested, specifically with these two lines:

• Feedspot is an RSS reader that lets you subscribe to blogs, news sites, and any website you want to keep up with.
• To take advantage of our branding features and get enhanced visibility in the list, try FeedSpot for Publishers.

But, again, does this even mean anything for me?

I have no idea.

Nor do I particularly care.

Because for better or worse, whether or not there’s external validation, the blog is here to stay.

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And that’s precisely because, well, I don’t really know it.

Such is life when, in 1977, a place watches you open your eyes for the first time but doesn’t stick around long enough for you to remember what you saw.

It’s there, a lingering curiosity, your familiarity with the town coming via a data center.

It’s that dot on the map, about 90 miles north of Chicago, where the Milwaukee, Menomonee, and Kinnickinnic rivers reach the western shore of Lake Michigan.

There were once multiple native groups, followed by 17th-century French explorers like Jacques Marquette.

The Brits eventually took over, chased by the Americans.

The city was incorporated in 1846, gaining its footing as a wheat shipping hub before branching out and attracting all sorts of immigrants, especially from Germany.

Northwestern Mutual, Rockwell Automation, Harley-Davidson, Pabst Brewing Company, Miller Brewing Company—they were all born there.

Then came the rest—the Great Migration, segregation, suburbanization, and a decline in the number of manufacturing jobs.

The city’s population peaked in 1960 at 741,324, now hovering around 562,407.

Two words come to mind: Rust Belt.

But it’s 2026, and more importantly, it’s October.

In other words, I don’t give a sh*t about any of that.

During the tenth month of the year, the mundane—namely economics and politics—take a back seat to the defining feature of American life: baseball.

Let’s rewind the clock.

Back in 1957, the Milwaukee Braves, recently relocated from Boston and on their way to Atlanta, beat the mighty New York Yankees to win the World Series.

Later, other teams in other sports would make the city proud.

In 1971, the Milwaukee Bucks, led by Kareem Abdul-Jabbar and Oscar Robertson, won the NBA title. Courtesy Giannis Antetokounmpo, the franchise repeated the feat in 2021.

In 1977, not long before I was born, Marquette University (remember the French guy?) won the NCAA men’s basketball championship.

But in this flashback, only two years truly matter.

The first is 1969, the year the Seattle Pilots joined Major League Baseball, becoming the Milwaukee Brewers (remember those breweries?) the next season.

The other is 1982, when the Brewers made their first World Series, only to lose in devastating fashion to the St. Louis Cardinals, blowing a 3-1 lead in the sixth inning of the seventh and deciding game.

The Brew Crew has never been back, securing the squad’s status as one of five to have never won the Fall Classic.

And that gets me to my plea, the one where a 48-year-old man begs the team that broke his heart at age four (I don’t actually remember) to make things right.

The Milwaukee Brewers are the best team in baseball, and the time has come for them to reach the pastime’s pinnacle.

So please, bring home the bratwurst (remember the Germans?).

Addendum: On October 28, 2026, the Milwaukee Brewers won their first ever World Series!

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