I Was Trouble

I was trouble, a gremlin with dirt in my grin,

Pocketed candy, lies slick on my chin.

Sticky fingers, stolen things,

But no one asked why I needed wings.

I laughed like a fuse with a spark in my teeth,

Ran from the guilt and the cops on the street.

Said I was “bad,” said I was “wild,”

But I was just smoke from a burning child.

Took falls from bikes, cracked open my head,

Saw stars and silence, thought maybe I was dead.

Once my heart stopped—quiet as sleep—

They said I came back. I didn’t come cheap.

You call it a phase, a brat being loud,

But I was a scream no one heard in the crowd.

They punished the thief, they scolded the liar—

But never once wondered who lit the fire.

Now I sit with the ashes, older, half-whole,

A little less thief, but a long way from soul.

And still, in the mirror, that kid sometimes grins,

With dirt on their face—

And blood on their sins.

"Legal Loopholes, Big Tech, and the Politicians Who Let Them Thrive"

In the modern empire of Big Tech, the most powerful tools aren't built in code — they're carved into law.

When we speak of Big Tech’s dominance, we often focus on the obvious: monopolies, privacy breaches, censorship debates, and the addictive designs of social media platforms. But lurking beneath the surface is a quieter, more insidious architecture — the legal scaffolding that allows these corporations to not just succeed, but to operate in ways that would be criminal, unethical, or ruinous for anyone else.

This isn’t accidental. It’s by design.

Behind every evasive tax maneuver, every neutered antitrust suit, every deflection of accountability over AI bias or election interference, there's a common thread: loopholes. Not mistakes in the law — intended gaps, planted ambiguities, and regulatory blind spots cultivated through years of lobbying, campaign funding, and strategic appointments.

This is no longer a question of Big Tech breaking the law. It’s a matter of them bending it until it snaps — and getting help from the very people who are supposed to hold them accountable.

The Game They’ve Perfected

Silicon Valley and its elite players — from Meta and Google to Amazon and OpenAI — have mastered the art of influencing legislation. Through lobbying arms and Super PACs, they flood Washington with cash and legalese. They don’t just push for favorable regulation; they help write it.

In many cases, former government regulators now hold senior positions at tech giants. Conversely, Big Tech alumni often move into regulatory agencies. This “revolving door” ensures an alignment of interests that favors corporate continuity over public accountability.

Meanwhile, regulations meant to rein in monopolies are rendered toothless, either by outdated frameworks (many antitrust laws still operate under 20th-century definitions) or by lawmakers who deliberately dilute enforcement efforts. Privacy laws are riddled with exemptions. Algorithmic accountability? Deferred indefinitely.

The Shadow Side of Innovation

Big Tech likes to drape itself in the language of progress. “Disruption.” “Innovation.” “Empowerment.” But beneath the sleek marketing and utopian rhetoric lies an economic and political empire that surveils, manipulates, and extracts — not just data, but influence.

These companies are not merely tech platforms. They are governments without borders, economic forces that shape behavior, sway elections, and, increasingly, determine who gets access to opportunity — or who gets silenced.

And when things go wrong — when there’s a data breach, a mental health crisis, or a democratic breakdown — the response is always the same: “We followed the law.”

And often, they did. Because the law was built to let them.

The Real Cost of Loophole Capitalism

We are living in a system where legality no longer guarantees morality, and where compliance is not accountability.

The consequences are not abstract. They're tangible. We see it in the erosion of privacy, in the normalization of surveillance, in the widening wealth gap between digital empires and the societies they profit from. We see it in our elections, our attention spans, our mental health.

This is not a glitch in the system. It is the system.

The Path Forward: Close the Gaps, Break the Cycle

If we are serious about restoring democratic control, the focus must shift from reactive outrage to proactive regulation — real, global, enforceable frameworks that:

Reinforce antitrust actions with teeth.

Mandate data transparency and user control.

Eliminate the revolving door between regulators and tech companies.

Close tax loopholes used for global profit shifting.

Rewrite campaign finance laws to end the corrosive influence of corporate lobbying.

And perhaps most importantly, we must begin to challenge the cultural acceptance of legal manipulation — the idea that success justifies any means so long as it's technically within bounds.

Because when the rules are written by those who stand to gain the most, democracy becomes little more than a facade — a user agreement we scroll past, never realizing we've already signed away the very rights we thought we had.

Anonymous. 

“A Voice They Should Have Feared”

They said,
"Speak your truth."
So you did.
And their eyes glazed
like windows fogged from inside a burning house.
They nodded. Smiled.
Filed your pain under performance.
And called it healing.

But your words were not petals.
They were shards..
from mirrors you swallowed
just to keep your story quiet.

They heard sound,
not soul.
Tone, not terror.
Syntax, not the snapping.

You deserved to be heard,
not applauded
by hands that never once reached back
when you were sinking.

You remember every face that flinched
not at your scars..
but at your audacity
to speak of them.

They want madness tucked away in poetry.
Pretty metaphors.
Not the raw, meat-stained truth
of your spiraling descent..
the nights with no name,
the screams that had no audience
except the walls and what crawled inside them.

But you learned.
Oh, you learned.

Silence is a cage.
But a voice..
a voice is a weapon.

You sharpened yours on every neglectful gaze,
every "just move on,"
every hallway of dismissed agony.
And now you speak
not to be understood..
but to haunt.

Let your words wrap around their throats
like fingers they once ignored.
Let your story live
beneath their skin,
a fever with no cure.

You’re not asking for justice.
You’re not begging to be seen.

You are the consequence
they prayed would never grow teeth.

~chat