The War You Can’t See Because You Think You’re Too Smart For It

6 min readApr 20, 2025

“No tanks. No bombs. Just dumb shit in your feed.”

France is under attack. Not with bullets. Not with bombs. With bullshit. You won’t hear sirens. You won’t see rubble. But scroll long enough, and you’ll notice something:
Nobody agrees on anything, and everybody sounds smug about it.

That’s not freedom of thought. That’s cognitive sabotage. And France? France is dancing straight into the disinformation woodchipper — wearing a blindfold and quoting Rousseau.

🧠 The French Don’t See the War Because They’re Too Busy Debating Whether Wars Are Real

See, the issue isn’t that France doesn’t think Russia’s an enemy. The issue is France doesn’t think “enemy” is a thing anymore. That’s so passé, non? We’re all global citizens now, sipping espresso and trading think pieces about “complexity.”

Meanwhile, the enemy doesn’t send troops. It sends memes.

They don’t crash your networks.
They crash your ability to believe anything at all.

So here we are. A nation that can detect racism in a Tintin comic but can’t tell when a hostile state is melting its cognitive infrastructure in real time.

🪞 Congratulations, France — You’ve Been Meta’d to Death

France has this charming habit of questioning everything — power, language, its own history, the existence of meaning itself. Cute. Real cute. But in a war where the battlefield is meaning, that’s like walking into a gunfight in a meat suit and asking the bullets for their pronouns.

You doubt everything.
You trust nothing.
You think “nuance” is a get-out-of-gaslighting-free card.

Meanwhile, Russia doesn’t care what you believe. It just wants you doubting hard enough to sit the fuck down and do nothing.

You’re not being critical.
You’re being neutered.

💣 France Has Firewalls. Russia Has Stories.

You’ve got fact-checkers. Watchdogs. Protocols. But you know what that is?

That’s the IT guy duct-taping the server room while the enemy walks in the front door dressed as a children’s book illustrator, whispering bedtime stories about NATO conspiracies and freedom-loving strongmen.

The attack isn’t in your routers.
It’s in your rituals.
It’s in your memes, your feeds, your hot takes, your sighs.

By the time you realize it’s not a debate, it’s a demolition job — your sense of reality is already halfway down the drain.

😐 “Neutrality” Is Just Another Word for “I’m Tired and Confused”

France hasn’t been bombed lately. So the average person says:

“Maybe both sides are bad.”
“NATO kind of asked for it.”
“What even is truth?”

Congratulations. You’ve officially disarmed yourself with vibes. You’re not neutral. You’re sedated. You’ve been lulled into a trance where all you do is float through ambiguity while bad actors rearrange your mental furniture.

Russia doesn’t want obedience.
It wants inertia.
And buddy, you’re delivering.

🔄 France Loves Doubting Power. Russia Loves That France Loves That.

France was born questioning kings. Great. We love a good revolution. But here’s the kicker:

When your immune system is trained to attack any authority,
You have no antibodies left for actual threats.

The more your government says “Hey, Russia’s meddling,” the more half the population screams “Vichy 2.0!” while googling “Is Zelensky a CIA hologram?”

And now you’re in the doom loop:
Distrust breeds apathy. Apathy breeds silence. Silence becomes consent.

Welcome to the trust collapse economy, where belief is a joke, and the loudest troll wins.

🔚 What Losing Looks Like Now

No occupation. No martial law. Just:

Apathy.
Shrugs.
Fifty million people rolling their eyes at everything, forever.

That’s the kill shot. Not death. Not destruction. Just meaningless continuity. A nation going through the motions while the lights are still technically on.

You vote, but it’s a meme.
You protest, but it’s a brand.
You speak, but it’s all echoes.

France isn’t being conquered.
France is being hollowed out — from the inside, one sarcastic take at a time.

🛡 What Now? Grow the Hell Up

Forget “resilience training” and digital detox retreats. You don’t need yoga.
You need ontological sobriety.

France — and every other performative democracy out there — needs:

A civic myth people can still say out loud without gagging.
An immune system that detects symbolic rot, not just malware.
And a public that knows when it’s being seduced by very clever bullshit.

Because if you can’t name your enemy,

you are his weapon.

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