Trained to heed at whiplash speed
its shepherd's every beck and call
a rigorously-mis-if-informed-at-all
conditioned-to-never-question
drilled-to-mindless-perfection
conformity-addicted flock
is one which is by design
not simply beset with cognitive rot
but is from all indications unable
to exercise critical thought;
is as if from some sinister fable
a flock whose mesmerized members
are as a matter of Pavlovian course
the sort of invaluable
fabulously malleable
well-behaved slaves
who're inarguably key to the scheming
criminocracy at large and in charge
in its ceaseless push
to shape and orchestrate opinion
by insidiously triggering
exquisitely predictable emotions
in a meticulously brainwashed populace
finely programmed to lie wide open
to even the most painfully obvious
of its treacherous shepherd's
manipulative methods.


This poem was revised on August 17, 2026.
Yes, the manipulation is all so "painfully obvious" for the unprogrammed. Good to see the term "criminocracy" gaining some cultural momentum...