Don’t worry. Everything is fine.

That’s what we’re told, anyway.

Sure, a major political party tried to overturn an election. But relax. That’s just “expressing concerns.” Apparently, democracy is like a customer service line now. If you don’t like the outcome, you escalate.

Totally normal.

Judges get threatened. Election workers get stalked. Librarians get harassed. Teachers get accused of crimes for owning books. Protest gets criminalized. Voting gets harder. Losing gets reframed as winning. Winning gets reframed as cheating.

But calm down. You’re being hysterical. This is just politics.

We’re told to stop using “loaded language.” Stop being dramatic. Stop noticing patterns. Stop comparing notes. Stop remembering history. Stop calling things what they look like.

Words are the real problem, you see.

Not mobs.
Not intimidation.
Not loyalty oaths.
Not leaders openly flirting with violence and then pretending they were joking.

No — the real danger is that you might say something impolite.

Apparently, it’s rude to notice that the same people who scream about freedom keep banning things. Or that the folks who shout “law and order” seem weirdly tolerant of chaos, as long as it’s aimed in the right direction.

Apparently, it’s unfair to observe that every line keeps getting crossed, and then immediately reclassified as “no big deal.”

That’s just how the machine works now.

You’re expected to adjust. To adapt. To lower your expectations. To accept that this is the new baseline. To laugh politely. To keep scrolling. To vote quietly. To stop asking why nothing ever goes back to normal.

Because this is normal now.

And if you don’t like it, well — maybe you’re the problem.

Maybe you’re too sensitive.
Too political.
Too angry.
Too loud.
Too aware.

The machine really hates awareness.

It prefers vibes. It prefers slogans. It prefers amnesia. It prefers you arguing about tone while it quietly rewrites the rules.

So please, for the love of civility, stop pointing out that the emperor is naked. That makes people uncomfortable. That interrupts the process.

And the process is sacred.

Everything is fine.
This is normal.
Nothing to see here.

Just keep telling yourself that.