Точка Синхронізації

In the year 2026, the air in Minneapolis tasted of ozone and cheap gunpowder. Entropy, which 20th-century scientists considered a dry thermodynamic term, had become palpable. This was a world where the old order, forged in the fires of 1945, was finally crumbling into rusted fragments. In our Synchronization Point archive, this day is marked as a rupture — when [the world began drifting back toward a pre-WW2 order](https://www.bbc.com/news/articles/c99kkerr93ko?at_medium=RSS&at_campaign=rss), and the concept of 'middle powers' became a desperate struggle for survival amid global fragmentation. In the heart of this chaos, amidst sterile hospital corridors, worked Alex Pretti. He was a nurse, a man accustomed to patching holes in a bleeding reality. But that morning, the war came home to him. [Federal agents opened fire in Minneapolis](https://www.bbc.com/news/articles/c20zjyxep99o?at_medium=RSS&at_campaign=rss), and Alex became just another line in a report. Officials claimed self-defense, but his parents cried out against 'sickening lies' while [protesters chanted his name](https://www.bbc.com/news/videos/c6206p2zyyqo?at_medium=RSS&at_campaign=rss) under the leaden sky of Minnesota. He was the second victim of federal agents this month. The video [capturing the final moments of the 37-year-old nurse](https://www.bbc.com/news/videos/cp372pqq2rlo?at_medium=RSS&at_campaign=rss) went viral faster than any disease, fueling a fire no one seemed eager to extinguish. Meanwhile, on the other side of the planet in Taipei, Alex Honnold was defying gravity as if to remind humanity of its former grandeur. He [scaled a 101-story skyscraper without any safety gear](https://www.bbc.com/news/articles/c4gl0njzxjdo?at_medium=RSS&at_campaign=rss). His fingers clung to glass and steel while the world watched from below, mesmerized by a man trying to escape the cage of terrestrial gravity. It was poetic yet absurd: while some conquered the peaks of civilization, civilization itself was sliding into the abyss. Inside the White House, analysts scrambled to figure out [how popular President Trump actually was](https://www.bbc.com/news/videos/cn8jje0pypro?at_medium=RSS&at_campaign=rss) during this tumultuous start to 2026. Ratings became the new currency, and fear the primary commodity. In border towns and residential blocks, lawyers and activists distributed pamphlets: [what to know when encountering ICE agents](https://www.aljazeera.com/news/2026/1/25/heres-what-to-know-about-your-legal-rights-when-encountered-with-ice?traffic_source=rss). Human rights felt like quantum states — they existed only until a uniformed observer intervened. In India, the Republic Day red carpet was a chessboard of high-stakes geopolitics. [Those seated beside the president](https://www.bbc.com/news/articles/c9wxx29yknpo?at_medium=RSS&at_campaign=rss) signaled new alliances in an era where traditional diplomacy had gone cold. In the Middle East, time seemed frozen. [Israeli forces killed a Palestinian man in the West Bank](https://www.aljazeera.com/news/2026/1/25/israeli-forces-kill-palestinian-man-in-occupied-west-bank-10?traffic_source=rss), while settler rampages continued under a dome of impunity, making peace talks feel like fairy tales for the naive. Even sport — the final illusion of unity — was fraying. Babar Azam returned to the Pakistan squad for the T20 World Cup, yet [the tournament's fate remained shrouded in doubt](https://www.aljazeera.com/sports/2026/1/25/babar-returns-as-pakistan-name-t20-world-cup-squad-despite-tournament-doubt?traffic_source=rss) after Bangladesh was expelled from the ICC. The world had become a hall of mirrors distorting reality into unrecognizable shapes. We at the Synchronization Point observe this from the safe distance of centuries. Honnold atop the spire was a metaphor for human will; Alex Pretti bleeding on the asphalt was a metaphor for human cruelty. In the vast gap between sky and earth, between order and chaos, a new history was being born. It wasn't kind. It was made of steel, cold and inevitable, like a hammer striking glass. And as night finally settled over Minneapolis, the lights of the Taipei spire still glowed, a reminder that even in the darkest times, someone is always trying to climb higher, even if the path leads nowhere.