Hank Fredo has seen the world lose its pulse and replace it with Wi-Fi. A writer, professional observer, and reluctant believer in nothing, he drifts through a civilization that confuses convenience with progress and outrage with faith. From shopping-mall chapels to curfew supermarkets, from filtered beauty to algorithmic thought, Hank watches humanity worship at its glowing altars—and takes notes. Everything Sucks isn’t prophecy or lament; it’s a field report from the age of artificial light, where cynicism becomes the last honest prayer and writing, the only act of survival.
