There’s a sort of engineered frenzy that tells millions of strangers to feel attacked on cue and to answer with collective blame. The group supplies ready-made meaning, ready-made enemies, and ready-made scripts for grief and anger. When something happens to a figure near that group, the borrowed self experiences it as a personal wound. They need you sorted into blocs, preferably angry ones, because angry blocs are easy to mobilize and easy to tax. The class that benefits is the same class that always benefits, and it is not you.