The Pentagon Audit Diet Starts Monday
GAO says the Pentagon’s revised audit strategy is full of coordination and technology, but taxpayers still need the old-fashioned miracle of reliable books.
The Improper Payments ATM Is Still Open
GAO says federal agencies estimated $186 billion in improper payments for fiscal year 2025, which makes Washington’s war on waste look suspiciously like a press conference standing beside a leak.
The Receipt Was in the Brisket Grease
I am a law-and-order man, which is why I believe every patriotic cookout should end with somebody sliding the receipt face-down under the potato…
TikTok Wants Human Artists, But Only After The Robots Leave
The UMG-TikTok AI music push is a perfect little backstage pass to the streaming economy: everyone needs human artists for culture, then asks them to survive the machine before payday.
Congress Left the Receipt in the Offering Plate
The trouble with public righteousness is that the receipt printer keeps humming after the speech ends. A politician can preach transparency with both hands…
Small Government, Direct Deposit
The small-government lecture has a remarkable shelf life: it lasts right up until the public machine starts printing something payable to the lecturer. Then…
The Library Panic Invoice Arrived
Huntington Beach’s library restriction fight was sold as order, but the bill showed up wearing a library card.
The Stroke Code That Needed A Receipt
An HHS-OIG oversight item turned Medicare Advantage risk coding into a records-room ghost story: serious diagnosis codes can move money, but the folder still has to survive being opened.
The Ad War Ate Its Own Yard Sign
Illinois Democrats are arguing over clean-money purity while the donor trail keeps finding side doors with tasteful campaign logos.
The VIP Section of Grift
Not every GOP insider has to grab the scandal mic and harmonize with the headliner. Some prefer the classier job: standing at the VIP…
Ubbi Dubbi And The Refund Thundercloud
Ubbi Dubbi’s severe-weather evacuation was the right safety call, but the aftermath turned festival magic into a customer-service encore nobody bought tickets to hear.