Policrook

Burning Books Is Crude. Just
Ban Them for Safety Reasons.

Knowledge is the cornerstone of a healthy democracy, yet it is the very bane of corrupt politicians, those puppeteers governing from their ivory towers, relying solely on ignorance to maintain control.
The art of manipulation they employ is as brazen as it is insidious: censoring the truth.
Welcome to the theatrical realm of rhetoric where books become the targeted villains, the verbal scapegoats trotted out to distract and demonize.
In this grimly hilarious charade, every title that dares to question authority is branded as treasonous—a subversive menace threatening the very fabric of society.
This sleight of hand is devilishly simple: vilify the written word.
Call forth your minions to turn the airwaves into a cacophony of fear.
Identify any work that dares challenge your reign—whether on systemic inequality, climate change, or the scandalous extravagance of unchecked political power—as “harmful.” By labeling dissenters as extremists, you can position yourself as the righteous protector of societal stability, a benevolent guardian straining against the chaos that you—the originator of said chaos—so deftly project.
And as the curtain rises on your execution of these tactics, subtlety is your ally.
No dramatic spectacles reeking of burnt pages; out with the brash displays and in with the quiet snuffing out of dissent.
Books disappear, fading into oblivion as readers forget their faces.
Your constituents will be too entranced by the glossy, state-sanctioned literature—tales of valor and patriotic fervor feigning profundity—to pay attention as you quietly purge their libraries.
Control the bookshelf, control their brains is not mere bluster; it is the bedrock of political dominance.
When considerate citizens raise alarms about your censorship, deploy the ultimate diversion: the innocent, untouchable shield of children.
“It’s for their safety!”—the battle cry of an authoritarian's playground.
No one dares to argue with a mantra that touts the defenseless.
Propose a façade of safeguarding childhood imagination even as you raze the field of ideas and creativity.
In this twisted carnival, the salvation of the future generation becomes the perfect excuse to bind minds in chains—an ethos so twisted that it could choke on its own hypocrisy.
Meanwhile, your watering hole for ignorance flourishes—bolstered by a state-funded marketplace of mediocrity where critical discourse is replaced by drivel.
Here, the applause goes to the loudest cheerleaders, those who proclaim your regime with zeal, as they earn rewards for their unwavering loyalty.
Those who dare to think critically?
They scuttle to the shadows, terrified of being painted as misfits—marginalized outliers in a world where mediocrity is the new excellence.
And in the grand design, an arsenal of committees emerges like vultures circling the last scraps of truth, those with foreboding names akin to “Committee for the Preservation of National Morality.” These entities masquerade as patrons of virtue yet are, in reality, the hunters on your leash, brandishing their point system with gleeful fervor.
They become the foot soldiers of ignorance, receiving accolades for snitching on contrarian works that threaten your shiny throne.
What remains is a delicate orchestration, a baleful ending wrapped in false security, where the blithe ignorance of the public is essential for your survival.
As the banners of dissent flutter into extinction, what you do is a disservice to the very foundations of democracy that has been shredded by your greedy hands.
Books may become artifacts of a bygone era, but the implications of this significant censorship weigh heavily upon justice and integrity.
The lesson for you, the voter, is this: if you don’t learn to spot the machinations of censorship and the machinery of manufactured ignorance, you will keep cheering on your own subjugation.
This isn’t just a farcical play orchestrated by corrupt politicians—it’s the grim reality playing out before you.
Corrupt politicians work tirelessly to replace honesty with sycophancy, undermining institutions of justice with blind allegiance.
Recognize the tactic, question the motives, and don’t allow yourself to be sedated by the whispers of safety and the comforting lies of a controlled narrative.
Power loves an uninformed public, and if you fall for this charade, you’ll wake up in a world where curiosity is a relic, buried alongside the very books that might have set you free.