Easter Eggs: We Control The Narrative

“We have a problem, Sir.”

“And what is that?" 

“They have the antidote." 

“And? They've always had the antidote. From the moment the neurotoxin was disseminated into the earth’s atmosphere, they've had the antidote, probably before. They knew of the neurotoxin before even we did, and developed an antidote to counteract it. What's the problem?" 

"Yes, Sir. They've always had the antidote, but until now there have only been a select few who have been privy to the information, and even among those, most have only heard of it. There have been, but a handful who have ever partaken and been freed from the effects of the neurotoxin. Now, though, they're preparing to tell the world. They have a plan to make it available to the masses.”

The Torchbearer yawned and leaned back in his leather office chair. “Your stupid ignorance is cute, but I tire of cute quickly, so pay attention or your shortsightedness will be your destruction. Now, why, exactly, do you think so many of the elect group have never partaken of the antidote? Why do they possess in-depth knowledge of the neurotoxin and the antidote, yet continue to die from its effects?”

"I … I don't know." 

“BECAUSE WE CONTROL THE NARRATIVE! We've infiltrated all of their special clubs. We tell them enough of the truth to satisfy, then convince them they don't need to actually partake of an antidote. It's more philosophical anyway. 

“Then, we started our own clubs full of unsuspecting fools. We told them there was a toxin in the world and we gave them an antidote. Each club received something different. Some received placebos, sugar pills that taste good and make the recipients feel like something positive is happening, but really don't change a single thing. Some were told the toxin was in the plants, some the water, some the air, and still some were told it was a targeted infection disguised as medication. 

“We told one group that the only cure was abstaining from certain foods. Another group was told the cure was found in partaking of certain foods. We developed drugs that addressed certain symptoms of the toxin, sight, sound, taste, emotion, etc… and gave each group a different drug. 

“The result is a world full of ignorant individuals who have been given enough rope to hang themselves, and many do, but even more deliciously, when these individuals get together they realize that they have enough rope to hang other people, the dumb and blind ones who peddle lies about receiving illuminated vision from drinking special wine when everyone knows the toxin doesn't affect vision, and freedom comes from breathing the medicated vapors in the private spas. Only then will your taste be restored and the decadence of food once again enjoyed.

“On some level people know the truth. They know that something's wrong. We can't hide that, and it's too much work to deny, so we spin. We tell an elaborate story that affirms the truth they know, but then we mold and shape that truth.

“We control the narrative. This world stopped being theirs the moment we released the toxin. Every unsuspecting man, woman and child now belongs to us, and this new twist will play out exactly the same. Let them tell the masses. The masses are ours. We control the narrative. Understand?”

"Yes, sir.”

"Good. Now tell me everything you know about their plan and how they intend to accomplish it.”