Every time elections draw near, governments and politicians put on the same tired performance. Suddenly, they’re everywhere.
Jumping. Dancing. Laughing. Partying. Drinking with the people. Hugging babies. Shaking hands. Pretending they’ve always been close, always been listening, always been present.
Where was this energy before the election season?
Where was this concern when the cameras were off?
Where was this concern when the cameras were off?
Election time exposes the hypocrisy in full daylight.
This is the season of vote-baiting, where dignity is insulted, intelligence is underestimated, and the people are treated like they have no memory. Votes are bought with cash, food, liquor, favors, and empty smiles.
Broken promises are recycled, repackaged, and resold as if they were brand new. The audacity is staggering.
When elections are near, governments suddenly “remember”:
- Roads need fixing
- Clean water should flow to communities neglected for years
- Fuel prices should drop
- Pensioners need relief
- The needy deserve support
All the things they ignored, delayed, dismissed, and explained away for years, now magically become “urgent.” Not because they care, but because they want votes.
These are not solutions.
These are quick fixes, rushed to create illusions of progress.
Smoke screens.
Damage control.
These are quick fixes, rushed to create illusions of progress.
Smoke screens.
Damage control.
For years, the same governments turned a blind eye. They watched communities suffer. They ignored public outcry. They covered up exposed corruption. When scandals surfaced, they sacrificed scapegoat politicians, throwing one under the bus to protect the system, while the real rot remained untouched.
Now, during elections, they climb podiums and shout manifestos filled with promises that sound familiar. Why? Because they are the same promises they made before. Promises that were never kept. Promises that blew away like dust in the wind once the votes were secured.
Let this be said plainly:
A government that only remembers the people when it needs votes is not a government; it is a manipulative machine.
A government that only remembers the people when it needs votes is not a government; it is a manipulative machine.
If a government shows no genuine interest in the well-being of the people as a whole, but instead operates on favoritism, that government does not deserve a seat in leadership. Favoritism is not governance. It is corruption wearing a suit.
If a government swears to protect the people yet consistently puts their lives in jeopardy, through neglect, greed, deception, and indifference, that is a clear sign that the enemy is already in the camp.
If a government looks past its own people to prioritize foreign traders, investors, elites, friends of friends, family connections, side-kicks, and corporate interests, then the agenda is clear, and the people are not part of it.
A government truly committed to the nation and its people will always show real growth, not just before elections, but consistently. Growth in infrastructure. Growth in opportunity. Growth in dignity. Growth in freedom.
But a corrupt government, driven by self-interest, obsessed with dollar signs, loyal to corporations and the already wealthy, will never deliver true progress. Its intentions are never aligned with the people. Expecting such a system to uplift the masses is like standing in front of your enemy and asking them to save you.
The people must wake up.
See through the theatrics.
See through the lies.
See through the handouts, the staged concern, the rehearsed humility.
See through the theatrics.
See through the lies.
See through the handouts, the staged concern, the rehearsed humility.
Vote for freedom, not controlled oppression.
Vote with discernment, not desperation.
Vote with memory, not manipulation.
Vote with discernment, not desperation.
Vote with memory, not manipulation.
Because a vote given blindly is a future surrendered willingly, and a people who refuse to wake up will always be ruled by those who never intended to serve them.

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