Multimillionaire CEOs Have Exploited Americans for Decades. It’s Time for a Revolution

What if everything you believed about the system was a bold-faced lie? What if the people who promised to protect you were the same ones destroying you? What if the real enemy wasn’t the person voting differently than you — but the one secretly getting a cut on everything you’ve earned? And what if the only reason they stay in power… is because we let them?

There’s a system. You know it. You feel it every day.

The system makes you grind.

Work hard.

Sacrifice PTO to help companies succeed.

Miss out on quality time with the ones you love.

All while the executives at the top rejoice and profit on the fact that you’re completely stuck in their system.

The system they built — thrives on one thing: tribalism.

But guess what… it wouldn’t survive if you didn’t let it.

The only reason the system is in place — and stays in place — is because we’re too busy fighting each other to realize what’s really going on.

Introducing: The Ants

Imagine this:

A colony of ants.

They work hard. They’re diligent. They don’t have to get ready because they stay ready.

They carry crumbs, build networks, and make sure everything runs smoothly.

But here’s the twist: the ants don’t own or run the colony.

The colony is ruled by greedy, profit-driven anteaters.

And these anteaters? They’re not on nature documentaries.

They built a system to keep their boots on the necks of the ants. It keeps the ants working while the anteaters feast on the fruits of their labor, and keep their colony shareholders happy.

The anteaters told the ants, “Trust us. We’ll manage the crumbs. Without us, the colony would fall apart.”

The ants bought it, hook, line, and sinker.

The anteaters seemed to know what they were doing.

But no matter how hard the ants worked, there were never enough crumbs.

Meanwhile, the anteaters were living lavishly — private jets, crumb-shaped yachts, mansions with crumb fountains.

When the ants started asking questions — “Why are we struggling while you’re thriving?” — the anteaters unleashed their favorite strategy: distraction.

Employer-Backed Healthcare: Paying Anteaters to Death

And then came the promise of healthcare through work.

The anteaters told the ants, “Don’t worry about healthcare. Your employer will take care of it! We’ll deduct crumbs from your paycheck, and in return, you’ll have access to the best healthcare in the colony!”

The ants, desperate for security, paid faithfully.

Every paycheck, crumbs were deducted for employer-backed insurance.

It didn’t matter which insurance company the ants chose — they all promised care, coverage, and security.

But when the ants actually needed it — when an ant was injured carrying crumbs, got sick in the tunnels, or needed help for their antlings — the system had a different answer: “Denied.”

The reasons were endless and infuriating:

“This injury isn’t covered under your plan.”

“You didn’t meet your deductible.”

“This antling’s care is out of network.”

“Pre-existing condition.”

No matter what the ants tried, no matter how loyal they were in paying for healthcare, the answer was always the same: no.

And so the ants buried their loved ones. Again and again.

They whispered to themselves, “The system is bad, but what can we do?”

They blamed bad luck. They blamed bureaucracy. They blamed their own inability to figure things out.

What they didn’t do was blame the anteaters — the ones who created and profited from the system.

For decades, the ants just lived with it.

Divide, Distract, Devour: How Anteaters Keep the Ants at War

Meanwhile, the anteaters had another tool in their arsenal: distraction.

“Don’t blame us,” they said, smoothing their ties. “Blame those ants.”

And that’s when the chaos started.

“The red ants are too aggressive,” they said.

“The fire ants are hoarding all the crumbs.”

“The carpenter ants only care about their projects!”

“And those immigrant ants? Should they even be here?”

The colony erupted into arguments.

Red ants vs. fire ants. Carpenter ants vs. immigrant ants. They turned gay ants against straight ants and transgender ants against all other ants.

The narrative was always the same: “They’re the reason you don’t have enough crumbs.”

And the ants? They bought it.

They fought, they argued, and they pointed fingers at other ants who weren’t like them.

Meanwhile, the anteaters sat back, laughing, and kept feasting.

Politicians: Ants with Crumb-Stuffed Pockets

Now, let’s talk about the politicians.

They’re ants, but not like the rest of the colony. They wear crumb-covered crowns, make big speeches, and claim they’re “here to fight for the colony.”

But behind the scenes? They’re in the anteaters’ pockets.

These politicians passed laws that made crumbs harder to get, but they always shifted the blame:

“It’s the lazy ants!”

“It’s the immigrant ants!”

“It’s the morally corrupt gay ants!”

Their job wasn’t to solve problems — it was to keep the ants fighting, so no one looked up and saw the real enemy.

When Privilege Snaps: Luigi’s Breaking Point

And then there was Luigi Mangione.

Luigi wasn’t special. He was just another ant.

But Luigi grew up in a wealthier part of the colony. His family had more crumbs than most. He graduated at the top of his class from the best schools. He followed the rules and trusted the system.

For most of his life, Luigi was a model crumb-carrying ant.

But over the years, he’d seen too much.

He’d watched ants die because their healthcare claims were denied. He’d seen families lose everything while the anteaters threw lavish parties.

He suffered his own injuries — denied coverage for reasons that seemed designed to make him feel small.

Then One Day, Luigi Snapped

But he didn’t organize a march. He didn’t write a letter or make a viral speech.

Instead, Luigi traveled to the estate of one of the most powerful anteaters in the colony — a figure the other anteaters called a “visionary.”

And Luigi made sure that anteater would never eat another crumb.

Depose, deny, defend.

Those words would become symbolic.

The Aftermath of Taking on the Machine

The ant colony was stunned.

But something strange happened.

Instead of putting up wanted posters for Luigi, the ants put up posters for healthcare CEOs and corporate anteaters.

These posters weren’t about revenge. They were about exposing the truth.

The ants listed names, faces, and cold, hard facts:

“150 ants die every day because of denied crumbs.”

“This CEO made 10 million crumbs last year while families starved.”

For the first time, the ants saw the anteaters for what they truly were: predators in expensive suits.

And the anteaters? They panicked.

Pearl clutching was at an all time high.

Gone were the magazine covers calling them “trailblazers.”

Gone were the smiling corporate headshots.

LinkedIn profiles — poof — gone.

They scrubbed their photos from the colony’s news networks, locked their gates, and begged the politicians to protect them.

Meanwhile, the media — mostly owned by billionaire anteaters — tried to spin the story.

They told the ants, “You should be ashamed for supporting Luigi!

He’s dangerous, and so are you for standing behind him.”

But the media didn’t dare look at the system that exploited the ants.

Why would they?

The anteaters owned the media and spent billions every year advertising the system to the ants.

But this time, the ants weren’t fooled.

The Turning Point

The ants agreed — violence wasn’t the answer. Luigi’s act wasn’t a solution. But his rage had uncovered something undeniable: the system wasn’t broken — it was working exactly as the anteaters designed it to.

The problem was never the red ants or the fire ants. It wasn’t the immigrant ants or the gay ants. Those were just distractions, scapegoats in a system built to exploit them all.

The real problem was, and always had been, the anteaters.

The Ants, the Anteaters, and Us

Something shifted in the colony that day.

The ants stopped squabbling over crumbs.

They stopped glaring at their neighbors and started looking up — at the anteaters who had been playing them all along.

They were tired of fighting over crumbs that trickled down, and pissed off at the authors of a broken system.

They could hear the whisperings from the grave, “It didn’t have to be this way,” and it haunted them.

The truth was as clear as the crumbs beneath their feet: the ants outnumber the anteaters.

Always have. Always will.

But numbers alone don’t matter in a rigged system.

The anteaters, much like the CEOs and billionaires of today, had built a brilliant, twisted game.

Keep the ants distracted. Keep them fighting.

Make them believe crumbs are all they deserve.

And Us?

We humans? We’ve fallen for the same game.

It’s red ants versus fire ants. Left versus right. Immigrants versus citizens. Gay versus straight. White versus Black.

All while the anteaters — the ruling class, the billionaires, the ones profiting off our labor — sit back and feast.

The system is designed to divide us.

Pause for a moment and think about it: every headline, every political campaign, every cultural outrage — it’s all engineered to keep us pointing fingers at each another.

Since the beginning of time.

“They’re the reason you can’t get ahead.”

. “They’re taking what’s yours.”

The more we fight, the less we notice the anteaters gorging themselves on everything we’ve built.

And like the ants, we outnumber them.

But as long as we’re screaming at each other in the comments section, the anteaters win.

And profit.

And the system lives on.

The Fear of Unity

Unity.

It’s a word we whisper — sometimes with hope, sometimes with doubt.

What if we stopped blaming each other? What if we turned our attention upward — toward the CEOs, the politicians, the ones pulling the strings?

The anteaters aren’t scared of complaints or petitions or protests.

Those are crumbs to them.

They throw a few crumbs, give a few TED Talks and placate us.

What terrifies them — what keeps them awake at night — is the thought of us waking up.

They fear the day we realize the system wasn’t designed to help us. It was designed to break us. To drain us dry and then blame us for running out.

They fear the day we recognize that Black, White, immigrant, citizen, gay, straight — none of those labels matter to the anteaters.

Because to them, we’re all just ants in a machine built to exploit us.

What Happens When We Wake Up?

What happens when we finally demand better? When we stop squabbling over crumbs and start asking, “Who’s dining on the banquets?”

When we stop muttering, “That’s just the way it is,” and start shouting, “We’re done!”

The answer is simple: the system breaks.

Not because the anteaters grow a conscience. Let’s be clear — anteaters don’t have epiphanies.

The system changes because we, the ants, force it to.

The Real Question

So, how long will it take?

How long will we keep pointing fingers at each other for problems we didn’t create?

How long will we keep blaming the ant next to us instead of looking up at the anteaters?

This was never about crumbs. It’s about control. It’s about a system designed to keep you tired, hungry, and distracted while someone else takes it all.

But here’s the truth: when we wake up — when we finally see the system for what it is — the anteaters’ feast ends.

Their grip on the colony breaks.

And for the first time, the colony belongs to us.

The power has always been with us.

But it only works if we stop fighting over crumbs and start fighting for something bigger.

For each other.

For justice.

For a future where no one has to settle for scraps.

So ask yourself:

What are you fighting for? Crumbs? Or a colony where we all thrive?

Because once we wake up, and join hands, no anteater will ever sleep soundly again.

“When we stop fighting each other over crumbs and rise together. That’s how you break any system that was built to divide us and profit off the division.”~Anthony Joiner