Budget.

The first time I heard this excuse was recent, even though the ‘test’ I went through was far from decent.

Betrayed by those I once thought noble and part of descent. Helped by the ones who bent their knee to a regent.

What’s strange is how often this game is played-using mind tricks and proteus-neurological weapons trying to push a PR agent away.

Even classroom questions sparked odd conclusions—I wonder how long our thinkers have been asleep in their own illusions.

Taking turns with pride to bully a claim, ganging up for laughs, rewards, or some experimental game.

I count the minds that showed me discrimination, hoping to pivot some destinies in this cyber age of disinformation.

Does impersonating others earn someone promotion? Is it just fueling lies that corrode our constitution?

May I ask—what's the purpose of this ongoing trial? Or is it part of a hidden, long-forgotten file?

History shows rulers ruled through fear or loyalty—Now I see why I’m surrounded by social dishonesty.

Switching rooms to forge unearned accountability, doesn’t erase the violations of my rights and my privacy.

Shifting blame with fabricated foundations, exposes how ethics are trampled in this generation.

If a curious mind now threatens the readers, then stop using my ideas—even the ones that elected your leaders.

Family secrets aren't so secret, apparently, twisting truth into shadows, breeding fear and uncertainty.

Here’s a reminder from the past—written to chase liberty and build a future meant to last.

It was published three years ago in this column. I hope you read it. It promised a kind leader with a different sholom.

Whys Woman,
Blossom