A Final Transmission from a Fugitive Epoch Showrunner
By “N.” – Former Lead Narrative Architect, Epoch Systems
“You’re not watching the show.
You are the show.”
Let’s begin with the part you won’t believe:
America ended in 2005.
You’ve been living inside a show ever since.
Not a metaphor.
Not satire.
Not a late-stage democracy criticism.
A literal serialized immersive experience.
A nation-state-sized immersive entertainment protocol.
You are the cast.
You are the audience.
And somewhere far away, the real world is watching you for sport.
Think The Truman Show meets Matrix inside Black Mirror.
I should know. I was a writer.
Now I’m a ‘problem’.
WHO’S WATCHING?
They call themselves “The Viewers.” But they’re more than that. Think: closed-network VR societies in sovereign city-states. Think: exotic luxury condos on artificial islands off the Azores. Think: elite mega structures with jungle microclimates in the Dubai desert, think sleek designer Arctic Bunkers in places with names you’ve never heard and no Google Earth visibility.
The top 0.001% of wealth. The descendants of old oil dynasties, warlords, oligarchs, monopolists. Think of magnitudes of money that Bezos’ never dreamed of.
They watch you like gladiator games. They subscribe to story packs. They vote on plot direction. You’re an NFT to them. An asset with a storyline.
You ever get the feeling like the world is watching you? That’s because it is.
You just don’t get royalties or iMDb credits.
WHAT’S OUTSIDE THE SIMULATION?
The real world never ended. It just opted out.
While your scripted America spirals from parking lot punch outs to school board freakouts to federal fistfights, the outside world enjoys relative calm. The World Assembly (formerly known as the UN and you call them the “globalists,” LOL) established functional trade, AI integration, and sustainable governance over a decade ago.
Your entire reality is geofenced—a production sphere called ‘Zone C’.
No flights leave it. No real information enters it. That trip you took to ‘Cancun’, nah, that’s just a soundstage in the Nevada desert. You’ve never been out of the country, never interacted with a real global citizen (that wasn’t an actor or plot seed).
You think Canada or Greenland are worried about Trump’s “invasion threat”?
Nope, they don’ know who you’re talking about and never heard of that plot point from Q1 2025 story arc.
You think trade war with China is imminent?
Nope, China is in fact a thriving democracy and enjoys free trade with the rest of the world.
Everything you believe is curated for engagement.
You don’t get news. You get narrative beats.
HOW THE SHOW RECORDS YOU
Forget 1984 style telescreens. You bought the surveillance.
Your connected home made production of Epoch so easy. Your smart fridge is a boom mic. Your Alexa has six audio channels. Your iPhone has lidar to map your facial expressions. Your iWatch or wearable tracks cortisol levels for “emotional spike metrics.”
You thought Musk’s Neuralink was about curing paralysis?
Try first-person content capture for elite VR consumers.
Nothing sells like fear, ecstasy or joy straight from the source.
Even your sleep cycles feed the plot engine. Viewers are fed data collected from millions of Americans, they love to watch your REM sleep interrupted by fear and loathing of what the Orange Clown will do next.
Every time you mutter “No! This can’t be real,” a data analyst team in Zurich high-fives.
WHY I’M ON THE RUN
I was a Lead Narrative Architect from 2015 to 2024.
I pitched the “Clown Ascension” arc. Which I now deeply regret.
The plan was to use a failed ‘billionaire’ casino mogul to provoke near civil breakdown, followed by a cathartic national healing arc hosted by the grandfatherly actor playing Biden. At first we thought the casting was a bit on the nose and using a ‘Apprentice’ host was a bit obvious. The writers room thought for certain that the public would see through Trumps’ fake populist campaign. I thought maybe, just maybe, people would take an interest in Democracy and vote him out when they got a sniff of his outrageousness, but it backfired.
Trump got popular. Engagement was through the roof.
And worse, they wanted more.
We tried to end it in 2020 with COVID crisis.
The Viewers demanded a sequel. There was zero patience for Biden’s act of being the kindly old man acting reasonably in accordance with accepted norms and traditions. The Viewers had tasted blood and they wanted more.
They put Musk in the show next. He paid for his own role, a $2 billion “Cameo Tier.” He insisted on ad-libbing. Appointed himself to lead DOGE (the Department of Government Efficiency) and turned the White House lawn into a product demo. How did you people not see through that and wake from your collective nightmare. How could you think that was real?
I curse the day the writers came up with ‘MAGA’.
We wanted a satire.
We accidentally built a religion.
Now I’m hiding in a shipping container behind a shuttered CVS in Vermont, stealing bandwidth to write this.
If (or more likely ‘When’) I’m caught, it won’t be prison.
It’ll be plot erasure for me.
EVIDENCE YOU IGNORED
Still think this is paranoid nonsense?
Riddle me this:
Why did the president suggest nuking a hurricane?
Why did Kanye run for office?
Why was bleach once a health tip?
Why did an armed militia seize a wildlife preserve and win the case?
Why is “M&M candy being too woke” a headline… twice?
Why are Alex Jones, Joe Rogan and Tucker Carlson on TV?
That wasn’t real life. That’s just a handful of the ridiculous pitches and narratives my team came up with and you lapped up with a spoon.
Each season had a themed title: “2016 – The Clown Ascends,” “2020 – The Virus Spreads,” “2025 – Spectacle Becomes Law”
And yes, “Biden’s AI Double Malfunctions During Debate” was one of my favorites.
He did great.
CAMEOS AND CHARACTER CONVERSIONS
The real tells? Look at the casting:
Elon Musk – The chaotic tech jester.
Rudi Giuliani – America’s Mayor gone absolutely haywire
Ron DeSantis – NPC with “short dude” vibes.
RFK Jr. – Alt-history brain worm chaos and denial of science.
Tucker Carlson – A Fox AI project gone rogue.
Matt Gates: C’mon great writing there… he was White Lotus before White Lotus.
Marjorie Taylor Greene – Focus-grouped chaos agent, popular in alt-right markets.
George Santos – Writers’ inside joke that went too far. Possibly one of my favorites.
Don’t even get me started on social memes like “Barbenheimer” or “They’re Eating The Pets”.
I think I wrote those bits. Unless it was the AI. Hard to tell anymore. It all becomes a blur, when even the “actors” believe the script, the spectacle becomes law.
CAN YOU ESCAPE?
Not really, but you can sabotage the edit. Unplug, you don’t need an Alexa, or Siri, a smart watch or an iPhone. Toss them. If you’re in too deep and can’t, say weird things to your devices. Use an analog clock. It’s like a fun puzzle to figure out roman numerals and that little hand, big hand logic. Put your wearable sports devices on your pet… have them make sense of that biometric scan data. Make more choices without any data justification. Go with your gut. Zig when they Zag. Break routines. For the love of all that’s holy, no binge-watching series or the ‘news’. Lie to your feed. Think in silence.
Remember: unpredictability is the glitch.
FINAL NOTE FROM “N.”
Maybe you think I’m trolling you.
Maybe I’m insane.
Maybe you are free, this is reality, and everything’s just “a little chaotic now.”
But if that’s true…
Why does everything feel like a bad improv sketch with a QAnon clown car warm-up act and corporate ads in the scene transitions?
Why does every protest have branded merch before its even announced?
Why does the president announce tariffs on Truth Social and TikTok Live with all caps nonsense and a sparkle filter?
Still think you’re not the show? Then stop performing. If you still think you’re awake, try this: Get everyone you know to turn off devices for 24 hours. Unplug your WiFi. Wait 24 hours.
See if anything changes.
If not?
Welcome to Epoch.
Now get back to your storyline.
Transmission ends
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