Parasites

mail@osaigbovo.xyz (Osaigbovo Omere) — Wed, 15 Apr 2026 00:00:00 +0000

Kings and states have always understood that a workforce cannot be motivated by happiness. Sitting in a trench or breaking rocks in a mine is fundamentally miserable, forcing the governing architecture to invent a highly abstracted metric to keep the machine running. They called it purpose. Purpose serves as perverted happiness, an ideological software installed primarily into men to convince them to willingly defer their own release for the benefit of the state. That traditional social contract has now collapsed. The post-industrial economy no longer requires a mass of rigid, physical male utility, leaving millions of men adrift and deprived of the hierarchy that historically dictated their exact value. Panicking in the absence of orders, they desperately seek a new structure to submit to.

A highly lucrative parasite class stepped effortlessly into this vacuum. The internet is currently infested with algorithmic alpha males, scammy, big-bearded, roided-up talking heads, and podcast hosts who have privatised the state’s old extraction engine. They look at a generation of men terrified of their own autonomy and sell them a manufactured purpose. These grifters deploy the rhetoric of liberation, casting themselves as rebels fighting a metaphorical Matrix while actually franchising the exact architecture of extraction they claim to oppose. They feed directly on male dread, converting the deep, historical desire for obedience and structure into course fees, engagement metrics, and premium subscriptions. They offer a cartoonish script of masculinity to men begging for someone to finally tell them what to do.

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Parasites