Watch It Burn

You smell that? That acrid stench in the air? That’s the world burning down around us, and it’s not just a metaphor anymore. It’s decades—hell, centuries—of greed, corruption, and stupidity finally catching fire, and all we can do is sit here and choke on the smoke like the compliant little drones they trained us to be.

You want to know the truth? We let this happen. All of us. Every single one of us played a part in building this flaming dumpster we call society. Maybe you were too busy keeping your head down, thinking someone else would fix it. Maybe you bought into the lie that if you just worked harder, kept your mouth shut, and followed the rules, everything would magically work out. Or maybe you thought none of this was your problem—until the fire spread to your doorstep.

Well, guess what? It’s everyone’s problem now.

And don’t look to the so-called leaders for salvation. Those bastards are sitting in their ivory towers, insulated by your tax dollars, sipping champagne while the world turns to ash. They don’t care about you. They never did. They’re too busy auctioning off what’s left of the planet to the highest bidder, laughing all the way to their offshore bank accounts.

The corporations? Oh, they’re thrilled. They don’t see disaster; they see a goddamn opportunity. They’ll slap a price tag on the apocalypse and sell it back to you as a subscription service. “Want clean air? That’ll be $9.99 a month, plus fees.” They’ll monetize your misery and thank you for being a loyal customer while they’re at it.

And us? What are we doing? Posting hashtags and sharing memes, like that’s going to put out the fire. Watching the flames creep closer and closer, hoping someone else will step in and save us. Newsflash: there’s no cavalry coming. There’s no hero waiting in the wings. This is it. Just us. And we’re too damn busy arguing over crumbs to realize we’re all standing in the same inferno.

But here’s the part that really makes my blood boil: even now, as the flames tear through everything, there are people out there clinging to the very systems that lit the match. The ones defending the status quo, begging for things to “go back to normal.” Normal? You mean the same “normal” that got us here in the first place? The same “normal” that exploited, oppressed, and consumed until there was nothing left? Screw your normal. Let it die.

In fact, let it all burn. Burn the lies, burn the corruption, burn the complacency. Watch it all crumble, because maybe then—maybe—we’ll have a shot at building something better. But here’s the kicker: that’s not going to happen on its own. You want change? You’re going to have to fight for it. And I don’t mean sending angry tweets or signing some useless petition. I mean fight. Rip the power out of the hands of those who’ve abused it. Call out the lies, disrupt the systems, and refuse to go quietly.

Yeah, it’s scary. Yeah, it’s messy. But guess what? Revolution isn’t supposed to be comfortable. Progress doesn’t come from playing nice or waiting your turn. It comes from lighting a fire under the ass of everything and everyone that’s been holding us back and refusing to let it go out until something changes.

So, what’s it going to be? Are we going to keep watching the flames from the sidelines, or are we finally going to step into the heat and do something? Because the world is burning, and if we don’t act, we’re going down with it.

Pick a side. Pick a damn side. Fight the fire or fuel it—just don’t stand there pretending you’re powerless. Because if you’re not part of the solution, then congratulations: you’re the kindling.