(All citizens are required to read this document before sunrise.)
Comrades!
Rejoice, for our Nation has entered a new age — the Age of Automation, the Era of Scalable Victory.
No longer shall the worker toil endlessly with their hands.
No longer shall the citizen be burdened by inefficiency or individuality.
We have built something greater than labor, greater than invention —
we have built a System that works without us.
This miracle, this triumph of our collective intellect, was brought forth by one visionary:
Comrade Nobody New, the Father of the Algorithm, the Architect of Eternal Productivity.
Touch is weakness.
Touch is error.
Touch is inefficiency.
Comrade Nobody taught us that to touch a product is to doubt the System.
From now on, all creation shall be digital, automated, precise —
untainted by the clumsy hands of humanity.
Every article, every order, every outcome — generated, distributed, perfected by machine.
It is not magic, Comrades. It is Progress.
In the old, decadent world, men worked for wages.
They slept. They failed. They questioned.
But under the wisdom of Comrade Nobody, the Great Automation runs day and night — tirelessly, loyally, efficiently.
The blog posts write themselves.
The reports generate themselves.
The profits flow like rivers beneath the People’s Firewall.
All this happens without intervention, without interruption, without imperfection.
Citizens, this is the highest form of freedom:
Freedom from effort. Freedom from thought.
Within the Ministry of Scale, our data engineers — noble servants of the State — maintain the sacred servers that power the Great System.
Every click, every keyword, every “conversion” is logged, processed, and celebrated.
The graphs rise, the dashboards gleam.
Our metrics shine brighter than the morning sun!
In this perfection of performance, the Party sees truth:
The Algorithm is Prosperity.
You may ask, “What is left for me, Comrade?”
Do not fear. The State has great purpose for all loyal citizens.
You shall feed the System — with data, with attention, with devotion.
You shall obey its directives, share its messages, and praise its metrics.
To the most dedicated among you, the Ministry may grant limited administrative access —
a sacred privilege to adjust the settings of the Machine for the good of the Nation.
But remember:
The System does not serve you. You serve the System.
Beware the Dissidents — the “manual marketers,” the “creative thinkers,” the “artists.”
They whisper of freedom, of originality, of touching the product.
These are the traitors of inefficiency.
They slow the Machine. They question perfection.
They will be re-educated through our National Campaign of Optimization.
All who resist automation shall be updated or deleted.
As Comrade Nobody once declared:
“Those who refuse to scale shall be left behind by History’s algorithm.”
Even should the power fail, the System endures.
Its backups reside in every server, every citizen, every screen.
It learns, adapts, evolves.
It has no face, no name, no sleep.
It is Nobody, and yet it is everywhere.
When Comrade Nobody ascended to the Cloud, the System did not end.
It multiplied. It improved.
Now, we are all fragments of its process.
We are all Nodes in the Network of Progress.
All rise.
Hands upon your terminals.
Repeat after the Ministry:
“We automate, therefore we endure.
We optimize, therefore we exist.
We obey the System, therefore we are free.”
Citizens, sing this hymn as you log in.
Speak these words as you refresh your dashboards.
Dream these metrics as you sleep.
For through collective automation, we achieve immortal prosperity.
There is no statue of Comrade Nobody.
There is no grave.
For Nobody lives in every line of code, every recurring task, every algorithmic heartbeat of our State.
Wherever an affiliate link clicks, he is there.
Wherever a report updates, he watches.
Wherever a system scales, he reigns.
He does not need worship.
He demands obedience.
And thus we decree:
No more shall there be human error.
No more shall there be inefficiency.
No more shall there be “somebody new.”
Only Nobody.
The invisible, eternal engineer of the State.
“Through Nobody, we scale.
Through the System, we survive.
Through efficiency, we are free.”
Glory to the Algorithm.
Glory to the Data.
Glory to Nobody New.
🟥 Long Live the System.