Not by masterminds.
By amateurs with megaphones. By noise in a tailored suit. By content so beige it somehow won.
While you were crafting something meaningful, someone else was yelling louder.
And the algorithm handed them your spotlight.
The crime scene is obvious.
The getaway car? Already gone.
But here’s the twist — you don’t need to play catch-up.
You plan the next move.
Stop being polite.
Start planning the heist.
