There’s a sickness in the system. Not the kind that creeps up your spine with a fever—though maybe it does that too—but one that spreads through headlines and hearings, through smirking denials and “classified” stamps.
You feel it in your gut when the cameras cut away just before the truth hits. You know something’s off, something’s rotten, but no one in power seems to flinch. And those who do speak up? Silenced, sidelined, or smeared.
Tony Fauci, the darling of daytime fear broadcasts, whose name became gospel during the lockdown era—he’s got questions to answer. So many, in fact, it’s hard to keep track. Paper trails. Funding links. Patents. Conflicts of interest deep enough to bury a nation. Yet he walks free, head held high, book deals and speaking gigs in tow.
Adam Schiff—he’s another one. A man who seemed to revel in the drama, spinning tales with the confidence of a seasoned illusionist. Russia this, whistleblower that. Always a villain in the wings, but somehow the spotlight never landed on him. He’s a master at projection, tossing grenades into the crowd and pretending he’s putting out fires.
And if not them, then hell, give us someone. Liz Cheney? Adam Kinzinger? They rode their holier-than-thou high horses straight into a firestorm, preaching about truth while turning a blind eye to the wreckage behind them. They played their parts, maybe not as architects—but as eager accomplices in a grand betrayal of public trust.
There is evidence. Mounds of it. Enough to make a prosecutor’s mouth water, if only someone had the courage—or the clearance—to use it. But justice, it seems, has a blindfold made of dollar bills and deep-state handshakes.
We don’t want blood. We want accountability. We want the truth to claw its way out of the shadows and scream. We want prison doors to slam shut on more than just the unlucky and the unheard.
Because if no one ever answers for this—if nobody pays—then what was it all for?
We are a nation haunted by unpunished crimes, by ghosts in lab coats and tailored suits. And if we don’t exorcise them soon, we risk becoming something worse than victims. We become willing participants in our own deception.
