We got presidential elections in Romania this Sunday, once again... We had our shot back in October 2024, but the “wrong candidate” was about to snag the chair, so they pulled a 360 and canceled it. Now they’re herding us back to the polls. I doubt I’ll show up, ‘cause I don’t buy into politics or politicians ever bringing real change to my life.
I got a good friend living in Sweden for about twenty years now. Even though he’s spent more than half his life there, he’s still mad attached to Romania, our native country. Me? Not so much. Unlike him, I don’t think politics will ever do shit for this country’s good.
He’s hooked on TikTok and sometimes sends me videos he’s into. Today, he told me about this dude who used to be a journalist—until the media outlet he worked for booted him over his TikTok political takes. Truth is, what pissed off the media lords was him exposing dirt on their protected cronies. That was the Achilles’ heel of the whole deal.
Now the guy’s stuck doing TikTok all day, every day, sometimes begging for donations to feed his family. He’s had ten of his TikTok accounts axed so far by the establishment for his opinions. It ain’t the Chinese doing it—they barely give a fuck about what’s on their platform globally.
It’s our thought police censoring him, and that’s only possible ‘cause TikTok, like every other mainstream social media platform, is centralized. The internet lost its freedom ages ago. Sure, you can watch porn for free, binge “approved” YouTube videos, or overshare your life on Facebook, but you can’t say whatever the hell you want online.
That’s off the table ‘cause the internet’s owners call the shots. Same deal with money, operating systems like Microsoft, and all that jazz. I’ve been running a laptop with a pirated Windows copy for over five years, and even with auto-updates disabled and the OS clearly bootlegged, Microsoft still shoves forced updates down my throat.
True ownership is basically a myth in this world. You might say you own your car, your house, or whatever, but try taking a bank loan and not paying it back, or rack up a shit-ton of fines, and you’ll see you don’t own jack.
You only “own” your shit as long as you’re an obedient motherfucker (like 99.9% of us) and don’t step out of line. Otherwise, ownership ain’t real. The Federal Reserve’s architects knew this when they made money law, and the world’s been sliding downhill ever since. Yeah, we’ve got plenty of distractions in this so-called modern world, but we’ve lost a ton of fundamental freedom shit along the way.
We’re all fine, though, right? Bitcoin’s gonna pump and fix everything in the world, yeah... Yeah?!
Thanks for your attention,
Adrian
