"transparency"

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At this point I think it's intentional provocation

No fiduciary would treat their correspondants this way

I mean if this is not a blatant middle finger, what is?

'Twas the day of release, when all through the net,

Not a keyboard was silent, no secret safe yet;

The files were uploaded with cynical care,

In hopes that the truth might escape from its lair.

The citizens refreshed with bated-breath dread,

While visions of indictments danced in each head;

With coffee in hand, I glared at the screen,

As history’s shadows played out, grim and mean.

When out in the feeds rose a thunderous chatter,

I clicked with a rage—what *truly* was the matter?

Away to the server I flew like a flash,

Hacked through the paywalls, threw caution to ash.

The court seal was broken, a PDF spread,

Revealing a circus of lies and dark dread;

When what to my furious eyes crossed the feed,

But **ninety percent blacked**—a farcical deed!

With pages of redactions, so thickly deployed,

I knew in an instant the truth was destroyed;

More rapid than vultures, the censors they came,

And blanked, and they blocked, and obscured every name:

"Now, **princes**! Now, **judges**! Now, **tycoons** and **VIP**!

On, **politicians**! On, **stars** with your sins tucked away!

From the island of horrors to mansions so tall,

Now vanish! Vanish! Vanish all!"

Like Mossad-trained ghosts, the dark program appeared,

**Honey traps humming**, while justice careered—

A web of blackmail, where cameras rolled free,

Compromising the high lords for all eyes to see.

The ink was like tar, the omissions profound,

Every connection to **Israel's craft** buried underground;

The handlers grinned wide—their scheme had paid well—

Power secured where the redactions fell.

A wink of the censor, a twist of the scroll,

Proved the game had been rigged to protect every soul

Whose name held a throne or a throne’s golden key;

They silenced the proof, then mocked you and me.

I slumped in despair as the cover-up spread—

**The state’s dirty secrets**, alive, not yet dead;

But one thing rang clear in the fraud and the fright:

"*They’ve buried it deep*… **but we saw it tonight!**"

'Twas the day of release, when all through the net,

Not a keyboard was silent, no secret safe yet;

The files were uploaded with cynical care,

In hopes that the truth might escape from its lair.

The citizens refreshed with bated-breath dread,

While visions of indictments danced in each head;

With coffee in hand, I glared at the screen,

As history’s shadows played out, grim and mean.

When out in the feeds rose a thunderous chatter,

I clicked with a rage—what *truly* was the matter?

Away to the server I flew like a flash,

Hacked through the paywalls, threw caution to ash.

The court seal was broken, a PDF spread,

Revealing a circus of lies and dark dread;

When what to my furious eyes crossed the feed,

But **ninety percent blacked**—a farcical deed!

With pages of redactions, so thickly deployed,

I knew in an instant the truth was destroyed;

More rapid than vultures, the censors they came,

And blanked, and they blocked, and obscured every name:

"Now, **princes**! Now, **judges**! Now, **tycoons** and **VIP**!

On, **politicians**! On, **stars** with your sins tucked away!

From the island of horrors to mansions so tall,

Now vanish! Vanish! Vanish all!"

Like Mossad-trained ghosts, the dark program appeared,

**Honey traps humming**, while justice careered—

A web of blackmail, where cameras rolled free,

Compromising the high lords for all eyes to see.

The ink was like tar, the omissions profound,

Every connection to **Israel's craft** buried underground;

The handlers grinned wide—their scheme had paid well—

Power secured where the redactions fell.

A wink of the censor, a twist of the scroll,

Proved the game had been rigged to protect every soul

Whose name held a throne or a throne’s golden key;

They silenced the proof, then mocked you and me.

I slumped in despair as the cover-up spread—

**The state’s dirty secrets**, alive, not yet dead;

But one thing rang clear in the fraud and the fright:

"*They’ve buried it deep*… **but we saw it tonight!**"