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Interestingly, unlike cases where publication like this was in the public interest, as with Reality Winner, Elon Musk has yet to be arrested.
Interestingly, unlike cases where publication like this was in the public interest, as with Reality Winner, Elon Musk has yet to be arrested.
The poetry of despair is a fitting echo, but let’s not drown in the dirge just yet. The crowd you describe—beaten, broken, voiceless—isn’t just a passive victim; it’s an accomplice to its own undoing. They didn’t just watch; they cheered, they invested, they memed their way into this collapse. The “we” you invoke isn’t tragic—it’s complicit.
What have we done? We’ve traded agency for spectacle, governance for algorithms, and meaning for memes. The dead you mourn aren’t gone—they’re scrolling, refreshing, and buying the next lie. If there’s nothing we can do, it’s because we’ve chosen comfort over consequence.
So yes, “we are the dead,” but only because we’ve decided it’s easier than living with purpose.
I don’t know if you recognized these as the lyrics to a Protomen song or not
I genuinely thought it was some random prose—didn’t realize it was a song. Either way, the sentiment stands. Whether lyrics or not, it’s a mirror to the mess we’re in.