Dear Readers (or as I like to call you, my unpaid chaos interns). Congratulations! You’ve survived another year on this spinning rock, powered by caffeine, bad decisions, and the faint hope that 2025 will be slightly less of a dumpster fire. Spoiler alert: it won’t. 🔥
As Editor-in-Chief of Jackal.Today, it’s my duty—and pleasure—to look back on the year that was and point out how utterly ridiculous you all were. Yes, YOU, who Googled “Can AI write my breakup text?” at 3 AM. (We see you. We judged you.)
Let’s be honest, 2024 was a mixed bag. You binged on cringe-worthy TikTok trends, argued about AI art like it was the new Cold War, and still can’t decide whether pineapple belongs on pizza. (It does. 🥂 Fight me.) Through it all, Jackal.Today has been here, chronicling your chaos with wit sharper than your uncle’s political takes at Thanksgiving.
But New Year’s is about resolutions, isn’t it? Here are ours:
- Keep Roasting the News: Whether it’s politicians tripping over their own egos or billionaires trying to colonize Mars, we’ll be there.
- Use More Emojis: Because nothing says “hard-hitting satire” like 🫠.
- Troll Harder: If you think we’ve gone too far in the past, buckle up. 2025 is going to be… spicier. 🌶️
And what about you, dear readers? Your resolution should be simple: read more Jackal.Today. Share it with friends, enemies, and that one weird coworker who’s too into conspiracy theories.
In closing, I’d like to wish you all a Happy New Year. May your 2025 be filled with memes, mild embarrassment, and just enough drama to keep it interesting. Oh, and don’t forget to hydrate—you’re all aging like milk. 🥛
Cheers to another year of nonsense! 🍾
Yours in satire (and occasional regret),
The Editor-in-Chief
Jackal.Today
P.S. If this message made you laugh, cry, or cringe, good. My work here is done. We will resume our work on January 3rd (probably).
Finn McFrame, celebrated satirical mastermind and self-proclaimed “Emperor of Irony,” started his illustrious career as a cinematographer, where his expertise in capturing every single frame of a squirrel stealing a baguette earned him accolades at obscure film festivals.
Born in the glamorous town of Boring, Oregon, Finn grew up with dreams of being a Hollywood director until he realized that satire, not cinema, was his true calling—or at least the one that let him sleep until noon.
Finn McFrame: changing the world, one satirical lens flare at a time.
