Taken for Idiots: Fed with Stupid Lies
Let’s sweeten our deals with a petit sweet mini; it’s not blackmail or a bribe when it comes with a curated blackout and a positive attitude—we could write the best book about diplomacy here on Greenland. It’s what we call progress, not extortion, because reality doesn’t matter as long as the optics are perfect.
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The world is so conceited that it cares more about protecting its image and maintaining power than being transparent.
What we see isn't what actually happened; instead, everything has been meticulously edited for presentation to the audience — to those of us not involved in the rooms where it happens. We are just spectators who have no say, expected to keep our mouths shut and watch the final cut.
We are shielded from the sheer scale of deception, the lies, the filters, and the whitewashing. Things seem so honorable on the surface.
We don't see the threats and blackmail used to manufacture those so-called world peace deals, nor do we see the mother manipulating her children for her own benefit, the cracks in the wholesome image next door, or the enviable life someone else is curating online.
True peace is rarely a handshake; it's often the result of some party being forced into a corner. There's always a sacrificial lamb somewhere.
Anything that fails to suit the presenter's agenda is simply blackout or dropped. Anything that makes somebody up there look bad will be treated as if it never existed, even though it's the truth.
Perhaps they are treating us like preschoolers, believing everything must be polished for our eyes; they want to spare us from the gory mechanics of how it's actually done.
Instead, we are expected to digest a specific narrative with a positive attitude —which really means keeping our hands down and asking no questions, just eating whatever is put on our plate.
Time is ticking and things need to move on the conveyor belt; people just want to get paid for their time, whether they actually do the job or not.
Like a teacher rushing to end a class the moment the bell rings so the next lesson can begin, they don't care if you understand the lesson or not — they just want a smooth shift.
After all, we shouldn't make people's jobs any harder than they already are, right?
Perhaps if we put away our critical thinking, we wouldn't feel so much stress. We could just kick back, take off our shoes, and read fiction as if it were the best book in the world, since the real world feels like a lie anyway.
We could practice suspending belief — applauding the person holding someone else's trophy like they deserved it.
With a milky latte and a petit sweet mini, I could pretend I'm far away in that untouched land, Greenland —praying that the quiet there holds, and that we can extend whatever peace we have left a little longer before the reality breaks through.
©Britt H.
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