Your Ol’ Droog is a rapper from a futuristic
dystopian era of post-empire America where people carry handheld computing
devices which monitor and share all their activities with the corporate
authorities, who exchange data with the military industrial police state. The
corporate authorities maintain revenue streams, all the while advertising the
majority of their services as “free”, because the people have been enculturated
to fetishize freedom without critical thinking. Thus the mere mention of “freedom”
or “free” triggers positive chemical releases in the brains of the people, thus
supplicating them, and also pulling them further into the mechanisms in place.
Most humans in this futuristic dystopia actually openly snitch on themselves,
revealing publicly info that would better be kept concealed, under the guise of
being “woke”, and that revealing as much as possible is empowering, when in
actuality it only further narrowed down their own potential outcomes, as well
as being used to microfilter the neurological advertising directed to them
individually.
Your Ol’ Droog’s offering here, thus ironically
refrains, “I only play the games that I win at,” which performatively acts in
control of the rapper’s larger life, which works to give dystopian era
inhabitants the momentary dopamine release of denying reality, pretending that
choice is still a possibility in an increasingly engineered everyday world. While
seemingly an exercise in independent thought, it actually works as an
affirmation of the mechanisms in place, and keeps individual inhabitants off
their oddy knocky. All of our Gullivers seem to us to be traveling a worldwide
web of various places, when in actuality we are prisoners in our own
metaphysical pens, suffering from solitary confinement of the heart, and
numbing ourselves to the pain through as much digital fog as we can ingest,
each and every day.
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