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Daily Horoscope: August 18, 2026

18 August 2026 at 06:01

The sky isn’t done going deep yet. Moon in Scorpio isn’t letting up, stargazer, and today it really means business — squaring Pluto overnight to bring buried things closer to the surface, squaring Jupiter this afternoon to make the emotional weight feel bigger than expected. Take seriously what surfaced last night; it didn’t arrive without a reason. Saturn opposing Venus is building pressure in relationships and desires all week, asking harder questions about what you actually want and who you want it with. The long view holds: Saturn trine Jupiter is a steady hand on the wheel, and the ground beneath all of it is solid. Today is for going inward.

Read your horoscope for the week, and see what the stars have in store for your sign today. 

Aries: March 21 – April 19

Something settled while you were sleeping — Moon trine Mars overnight has a way of doing that, delivering a knowing you didn’t have when you went to bed. Yesterday the drive was foggy and directionless. Today you wake up with a cleaner read on what you actually want to move toward, Aries. Don’t second-guess it. Morning instincts are the right ones to trust.

Aries monthly horoscope

Taurus: April 20 – May 20

Yesterday handed you something good. Today, Saturn opposing Venus wants to know what you’ll do with it — not in a punishing way, but in the way of someone who believes you’re capable of more than comfortable. Venus conjunct Makemake is asking the same from a different angle: what do you actually stand for here, Taurus? Good things require tending. Start tending.

Taurus monthly horoscope

Gemini: May 21 – June 20

Saturn trine Mercury is exact as of yesterday, and today it’s fully operational — the thinking is disciplined, the words have structure, and anything you put your name on right now carries more authority than usual. Jupiter’s still in the mix too, keeping the scope ambitious. You don’t just have a good idea, Gemini. You have the architecture for it. Time to actually build.

Gemini monthly horoscope

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Cancer: June 21 – July 22

The Moon conjunct Haumea bypasses the thinking brain entirely — straight to the body, the gut, the thing you know before you know why. You’ve been doing a lot of processing this week, Cancer. Today you don’t have to process anything. Just trust what you feel without interrogating it first. Your instincts are ahead of your analysis right now. Let them lead.

Cancer monthly horoscope

Leo: July 23 – August 22

The Sun trine Eris today is the aspect that gives you permission to do the unexpected thing — not for shock value, but because the most interesting move available right now isn’t the obvious one. You’ve spent two weeks being exactly what everyone expected, Leo. Today the sky is actively making a case for the side of you that catches people off guard. Use it.

Leo monthly horoscope

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Virgo: August 23 – September 22

You’ve been staring at the same thing so long you can’t tell if it’s good anymore — that’s not a quality problem, that’s a proximity problem. Step back. Mercury trine Saturn is calling the work solid today, and Saturn doesn’t say that to make you feel better. It says it because it’s true. Stop tinkering, Virgo. The thing is done. Let it go.

Virgo monthly horoscope

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Libra: September 23 – October 22

Yesterday was easy, and you let yourself enjoy it, which was the right call. Today, Saturn opposing Venus has a follow-up question — one you’ve been putting off because answering it requires wanting something openly, without hedging. You’re good at keeping things comfortable, Libra. Saturn is asking what you actually want underneath the comfort. It won’t stop asking until you tell it.

Libra monthly horoscope

Scorpio: October 23 – November 21

Moon square Pluto in the early hours does its work while you sleep — you wake up and something has rearranged itself, some uncomfortable truth sitting closer to the surface than it was yesterday. That’s not a problem, Scorpio. That’s Pluto doing exactly what it’s supposed to. Whatever came up last night, look at it. It surfaced because it’s ready to move.

Scorpio monthly horoscope

Sagittarius: November 22 – December 21

Something good arrived yesterday without you having to chase it. Today watch the afternoon — Moon squaring Jupiter makes everything feel bigger and more promising than it is, and the temptation to immediately scale up what’s working will be strong. Let the good thing stay the size it is for now, Sagittarius. It doesn’t need to become a whole thing yet.

Sagittarius monthly horoscope

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Capricorn: December 22 – January 19

Saturn opposing Venus is an interesting pressure point for you — it’s your ruling planet doing the pushing, which means you feel it from the inside. The structure you’ve built is solid. The question being asked today is whether there’s room in it for what you want personally, not just professionally. There is, Capricorn. You’re allowed to want things that don’t fit the plan.

Capricorn monthly horoscope

Aquarius: January 20 – February 18

Yesterday validated something you’ve been sitting on, and now you want everyone to know it — that’s Moon squaring Jupiter this afternoon, making the right call feel like it needs an announcement. It doesn’t. The idea stands without you narrating it, Aquarius. Let it move at its own pace. The people who need to get it will get it without you explaining it to death.

Aquarius monthly horoscope

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Pisces: February 19 – March 20

Yesterday the path felt like walking through fog with no guarantee of where you’d come out. Today it’s the same fog, but you’re less bothered by it — Moon trine Mars overnight loosened the resistance without making the route any clearer. You don’t need a clear view to move, Pisces. You just needed to stop fighting the fog. There it is.

Pisces monthly horoscope

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How Baseball Marks the Time

18 August 2026 at 05:57
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ON SATURDAY AFTERNOON AT WRIGLEY FIELD, a 23-year-old named Joshua Báez stepped to the plate for the St. Louis Cardinals for the first time in his major-league career. The very first pitch he saw, he belted 449 feet into the center-field seats. That was in the first inning. In the fourth inning, he did it again, this time to the left-field bleachers. And then, impossibly, in the sixth, he did it a third time, to right field.

Three home runs in his first three major-league at-bats. No player in the long history of Major League Baseball had ever done that before. Báez drove in five runs as the Cardinals beat the Cubs, 8–4, and somewhere along the way, a baseball game in August became something people will remember.

I certainly will.

Maybe I am especially susceptible to baseball nostalgia at the moment because the “Field of Dreams” game had been played in Iowa last week, and my wife and I once again watched the 1989 movie that inspired it. Like many baseball fans, I’ve seen that film more times than I can count. And every time, James Earl Jones’s magnificent speech gets me: “The one constant through all the years, Ray, has been baseball.” America changes, he says, but baseball “has marked the time.”

For me, that time has been marked by being a fan of the team with the birds on the bat. I’ve been a Cardinals fan since I was a boy, and when I think about my life, I can mark parts of it by home runs.

I was listening on KMOX radio as a boy of 11 in 1964 when Ken Boyer hit his grand slam against the Yankees in Game 4 of the World Series, turning a 3–0 deficit into a 4–3 Cardinals victory. Three years later, Bob Gibson—my boyhood hero—did something that somehow seemed perfectly normal for Bob Gibson: He pitched a complete-game victory in Game 7 of the World Series at Fenway Park, struck out ten, and hit a home run, too.

By 1982, I was an Army officer, married with children, when rookie Willie McGee hit two home runs in Game 3 of the World Series—and robbed Milwaukee’s Gorman Thomas of one. Baseball had marked the time.

Then came Mark McGwire. Any baseball fan old enough to remember 1998 will recall the anticipation as he and the Cubs’ Sammy Sosa approached Roger Maris’s record of 61 home runs, and the explosion at Busch Stadium when McGwire’s number 62 barely cleared the left-field wall. Today we know much more about baseball’s steroids era, and that complicates the record. But it doesn’t erase the memory of that night—or the extraordinary summer when seemingly everyone was watching baseball, and the game had been reborn in American society.

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Another unique event, and still a major-league record, happened in 1999 at Dodger Stadium: The Cards’ Fernando Tatís (senior) became the first—and still the only—player in Major League history to hit two grand slams in the same inning. Both came off the same pitcher, Dodgers starter Chan Ho Park.

Who can forget Albert Pujols, nicknamed “El Hombre” as a nod to Cards legend Stan “The Man” Musial from a half-century earlier. Albert was a master, but when he hit an almost unbelievable home run off Brad Lidge in Houston—two outs in the ninth, with the Cardinals facing elimination—he became a legend. The ball landed above the train tracks at Minute Maid Park. One of the most intimidating HRs I’ve ever seen. Then his three home runs in Game 3 of the 2011 World Series, a feat previously accomplished in the Series only by Babe Ruth and Reggie Jackson.

All Cardinals fans remember David Freese’s two-out, two-strike triple in the ninth inning of a later game in that same 2011 World Series in which Pujols worked his magic. And then, in the eleventh inning, Freese came up again and this time drove the ball over the center-field wall, winning the game. Joe Buck’s call echoed his father’s famous 1991 World Series call: “We will see you tomorrow night.” The Cardinals won Game 7 and their eleventh championship.

There have been so many other great memories. Fan favorite Adam Wainwright homering on the first pitch of his first major-league at-bat at the start of a masterful pitching career. Yadier Molina breaking a ninth-inning tie against the Mets in Game 7 of the 2006 NLCS. Pujols—who had left the Cardinals for the Angels—returning in 2022 for one final, magical season and reaching 703. Each is connected in my mind not simply with where the ball landed but with where I was in life when it did. Like the changing of the seasons, like the birthdays and anniversaries and holidays that dot the calendar, the pacing of baseball—the pitches and outs, the games and series, the seasons and careers—mark a life over time.

That’s the magic of Field of Dreams, too. The movie isn’t really about Shoeless Joe Jackson, or a crazy ballfield in an Iowa cornfield, or even, ultimately, baseball. It’s about fathers and sons, growing older, memory, reconciliation, and the things that somehow remain constant while everything in America changes.

Saturday, Joshua Báez added another marker.

I don’t know what kind of career he will have. That’s another of the beautiful things about baseball: There are no guarantees. But I know that decades from now, some Cardinals fan will remember the Saturday afternoon at Wrigley when a 23-year-old rookie, making his major-league debut, swung at the first pitch he ever saw—and started making history.

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A 7-Year-Old Trapped in Hell Is Begging Senator Katie Britt for Help

18 August 2026 at 04:35

Tim Miller shares the story of a Venezuelan family — a pregnant mother, father, and their 7-year-old daughter — who have spent weeks detained at the Dilley detention facility in Texas, despite doing everything the Trump administration has asked of immigrants seeking to leave the country. The family followed every legal step: they applied for asylum, never missed an ICE check-in, and when they decided to return to Venezuela, they went through the official self-deportation process. Instead of being sent home, they were arrested and detained.

For more on the Texas Immigration Law Council:
https://txilc.org/

Call Sen. Katie Britt: 202-224-5744

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