This Thing Called Politics

This thing called politics is not what most people think it is.

What you see on the television screens, on the platforms, in the rallies, in the parliaments, those are not the true rulers. 

Those are the actors. Well-dressed, well-trained, well-scripted performers playing roles written long before the cameras turned on.

The public believes they are choosing leaders. In truth, they often choose characters.

Behind every loud speech, every emotional promise, every “for the people” slogan, scriptwriters are shaping the narrative.

Directors guiding the movement, Producers financing the stage, you never see them, you are not meant to.

They do not campaign. They do not debate. They do not answer questions. Yet they control the storyline, the funding, the limits, and sometimes even the outcomes.

Politics is a theatre.
A carefully designed stage ring.

The left and the right argue loudly, but many times they dine at the same tables. They insult each other in public but protect each other in private. They pretend to be enemies while serving the same invisible interests. The performance is in conflict. The purpose is distraction.

While the people fight over colors, parties, and personalities, policies are passed quietly. Lands are sold. Resources are leased. Debts are signed. Laws are written not for the masses, but for the masters.

This thing called politics survives on illusion.

Elections become rituals, not revolutions. Promises become poetry, not policy. Hope becomes merchandise, sold every five years, then abandoned once power is secured.

And the people?
The people are the audience.

Clapping. Booing. Arguing among themselves. Defending actors who would never defend them. Fighting neighbors over politicians who will never fight for them.

True power rarely stands at the podium.
True power hides in boardrooms, banking systems, corporations, secret agreements, foreign interests, and old family networks that outlive any election cycle.

Some politicians enter with good intentions. Many leave compromised. A few resist. Most conform. Because the stage punishes rebels. Careers are destroyed. Reputations buried. Funding cut. Scandals released. Fear becomes discipline.

So they perform.

They read the script.
They hit their marks.
They deliver their lines.
They smile for the cameras.
They promise change.

But the structure never changes.

This thing called politics is not broken.
It is working exactly as designed.

To awaken is to stop worshipping actors and start questioning the owners of the theatre.

Who funds the campaigns?
Who controls the media?
Who benefits from the wars, the debts, the privatization, the silence?

Until people look beyond the stage, they will continue to mistake performance for leadership and drama for destiny.

Politics is not about left or right.
It is about the top and the bottom.
Control and submission.
Awareness and manipulation.

And the greatest danger is not corrupt politicians.

It is a sleeping population that believes the show is real.

Wake up.

This thing called politics is a stage.

And freedom begins the moment you step out of the audience and start asking who truly runs the play.