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Greece is not poor.
It’s exhausted.
A nation of talent, history, and quiet endurance … trapped inside a system that keeps betraying its own people.

According to Eurostat report that was published yesterday, the subjective poverty rate in the EU dropped to 17.4% in 2024.
But in Greece, that number is a staggering 66.8% …the highest across all member states.
That means two out of three Greeks believe they cannot make ends meet.
Not because they lack ability ,,,,, but because the system keeps pulling the ground beneath their feet.

This isn’t just an economic statistic.
It’s a confession.
A collective whisper that says: “We don’t trust what’s above us anymore.”


The Mirage of Prosperity

To the world, Greece still looks golden …. the light, the islands, the endless blue.
But step past the postcard and you’ll find something far less photogenic:
people juggling bills, small businesses strangled by bureaucracy, young graduates working three jobs just to stay afloat.

It’s not the lack of money that breaks you here.
It’s the feeling that effort doesn’t matter.
That corruption … not competence … decides who rises.
That justice bends quietly for those who can afford its time.


Corruption as a Culture

Greece’s real poverty is not financial …. it’s moral.
Corruption here doesn’t arrive in dramatic scandals. It seeps.
Through tenders, approvals, contracts, friendships.
It becomes habit …. a kind of cultural smog we’ve learned to breathe.

When the elite treat the state as a wallet, when public office is seen as inheritance, when honesty is punished as naïveté
the entire social fabric decays.

You can’t measure that in euros, but you can feel it in the pulse of every exhausted worker, every cynical voter, every young person buying a one-way ticket abroad.


The Exodus of Faith

Faith is a nation’s invisible currency.
It builds trust, fuels ambition, keeps people believing that tomorrow is worth trying for.
And yet, in Greece, that currency has collapsed.

When 66.8% of citizens say they can’t make ends meet .. in a country within the world’s largest economic bloc … that is not poverty.
That is betrayal.

The EU average shows progress.
Greece shows fatigue.
A fatigue so deep it’s become identity.

We talk about brain drain — but what’s leaving Greece isn’t just talent.
It’s hope.


The Real Rebuild

You can’t repair this with subsidies or slogans.
You repair it by cleaning the rot.
By building institutions that act, not perform.
By ending the mafia of mediocrity that keeps excellence out of power.

The next Greek renaissance won’t come from more tourism campaigns or foreign investments.
It will come from transparency, merit, and trust — the three words every corrupt system fears most.

Because when a country as blessed as Greece feels this poor, the problem isn’t the people.
It’s the parasitic class that feeds on them.


The Fire Under the Ash

Greece doesn’t need pity. It needs accountability.
The same courage that once birthed philosophy and democracy must now birth integrity.

This isn’t about left or right.
It’s about right and wrong.
And until that line is redrawn, the numbers will keep lying
and the people will keep paying.


Because Greece’s poverty is not measured in income.
It’s measured in how much truth a society can bear before it changes.

spot on!

Sally Nixon

Corporate Hell Colouring Book: Because Killing Your Coworkers is Wrong… (Mostly)

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Donald Trump is not governing.
He’s retaliating.

Against the system that once dared to hold him accountable.
Against the citizens who still protest his rise.
Against the very idea of restraint.

He is now suing the U.S. government ….demanding $230 million from his own Department of Justice. Not for wrongful conviction. Not for proven harm. But for investigating him. For doing its job.

“We’re sort of suing ourselves,” he admitted.

No correction. No crisis. No constitutional guardrail.

Meanwhile, the White House East Wing …. home to national security operations and the First Lady’s office ….. is being demolished to make way for a 90,000-square-foot luxury ballroom.

In a time of economic fragility, climate whiplash, and institutional decay, the priority is crystal chandeliers.
Not hospitals. Not housing. Not healing.
But mirrors, columns, and a space to host elite gatherings in the ruins of governance.

And still, somehow, it gets worse.

As tens of thousands took to the streets in the NO KINGS protest movement, Trump posted a deepfake video of himself flying a jet labeled KING TRUMP, dropping feces on demonstrators. The clip was set to Danger Zone by Kenny Loggins … used without permission.
A presidential meme ….. designed to degrade dissenters, to mock resistance, to turn protest into punchline.

This wasn’t satire.
This was message warfare.

The deepfake wasn’t real. But the intention was.
Mock the masses. Flood the discourse with sludge.
Make the obscene feel absurd. Make the absurd feel normal.

That is the playbook.

Confuse. Distract. Shock.
Then profit from the silence that follows.

This is not new for Trump. But the scale has mutated.
He no longer breaks norms. He bulldozes them.
Then he builds monuments on top of the rubble.
He defunds trust, bankrupts memory, and sells the void back to us as content.

The lawsuits are not legal strategy.
They are dominance rituals.
Declarations of untouchability.
Signals that power now operates beyond consequence.

The ballroom is not architecture.
It’s mythology.
A shrine to self-interest.
A symbol of what happens when spectacle eats the state.

The meme is not a joke.
It’s a test.
A signal to followers, a humiliation for protestors, a reminder that he can fly above the law …. and drop what he wants.

Because this is not democracy anymore.
This is governance by grudge.
Leadership by mockery.
A republic held hostage by a man who turns every institution into either a weapon or a stage.

And if we don’t call it what it is … a shock strategy fueled by spectacle and vengeance … then we become part of the silence that lets it spread.

Trump isn’t making policy.
He’s making content.
And in a distracted empire, content always wins.

He didn’t need a coup.
He didn’t need a war.
He needed a meme.
And a ballroom to dance in while the republic burns.

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