Burn The System, Not The People
America, your whole political system is fucked.
Not flawed. Not creaking.
Fucked.
And I’m not even talking about your people — relax.
Your people are fine. Good, even.
Tired, stressed, overworked, under-supported… but good.
It’s the **system** you keep dragging behind you like it’s a badge of honour.
You elect *everyone.*
From judges to sheriffs to clerks to school boards to water commissioners to whatever the hell an Alderman is.
And every time someone points out how insane that is, you shout,
“That’s democracy!”
No.
That’s how you put every small office up for sale.
Because when power is cheap, the wrong people buy it.
A little power in the wrong hands spreads like mold — it creeps, claws, infects, and grows.
It’s not the top that kills you.
It’s the bottom — the hundred thousand tiny fiefdoms full of people who should never be anywhere near authority.
And while you’re screaming for “less government,” the system is laughing.
Because you don’t actually want less government.
You want **more** — just not the kind that polices your bedroom, your gender, your books, your imagination.
You want the kind that shows up when your life falls apart and asks,
“What do you need?”
No shame.
No contracts.
No interest payments.
Just help.
But your system makes you beg.
Beg for healthcare, beg for childcare, beg for wages, beg for dignity.
Basic things that any modern society should provide without hesitation.
If you ask for nothing, you get **nothing.**
And that’s where the parties come in — the jerseys you keep worshipping like religions.
Republican? Democrat?
Who cares.
Two brands.
Two marketing departments.
Two sets of billionaire donors buying different flavours of the same outcome.
Republicans sell fear.
Democrats sell hope.
Neither delivers what’s on the box.
Republicans tell you government is the enemy — while running for government.
Democrats tell you they’ll fix the system — while living off the system.
Both promise “change” — as long as nothing too profitable actually changes.
You think you’re choosing between two visions for the country.
You’re not.
You’re choosing which billionaire smiles that night.
Which lobbyist gets their invoice paid.
Which media outlet gets to scream “We were right!” for four years.
And the whole time, they need you to hate the other side more than you love your own future.
Because hate keeps you voting.
Fear keeps you loyal.
Division keeps you blind.
The system stays exactly as broken as it was designed to be.
Republican? Democrat?
It doesn’t matter.
Not until voters stop treating politics like religion and start treating it like what it really is:
Customer service.
If the product sucks, you stop buying it.
You demand something better.
Something honest.
Something human.
Something that doesn’t treat you like a pawn in a game someone else owns.
Until then?
You’re not choosing a team.
You’re choosing a master.
Fact check me.