Imagine you're riding in a car, the tires are almost bald. You know they're going to blow soon, and it's stressing you out no one's serious about changing them. You worry over it, talk to fellow passengers about its urgency.

Little do you know the driver is blacked out and heading for a cliff.

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When you wake up from the dream, you're in a far more dire situation living at the hands of a thieving uniparty siphoning and sucking your productivity from you at the base layer.

Then they hit the brakes and you realize that you were the tire all along.

Lol yes. Bald, under pressure, and getting the run around.