An Open Letter to the Merchants of Despair
A father of four writes to the influencers, betting firms and algorithms harvesting a generation of young men — and tells them, from twelve years in a country that once outlawed hope, why they will not win.
Not For Sale
Grades bought, licences sold, patients never touched — and why, after ten years, Tek Ura keeps choosing the slower, honest way.
Sent, Still
God has not stopped calling and sending from these islands — and Europe, on our doorstep, is the frontier.

