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OFFICIAL STATEMENT

From your one and only real dad

Dear kids,

Let me say this clearly, straight from the heart: yes, your dad smokes a joint. But you know what? In the world we live in today, that’s probably the least concerning thing. Because believe me — everyone, and I mean everyone, is on drugs.

Drugs, pills, booze, power, money, screens — addiction in all its forms. And that’s why the world is such a goddamn mess. Wars popping up like fireworks, chaos spreading like wildfire. You think that’s random? No. It’s a symptom. A symptom of a society high on its own insanity.

They’re all slowly spiraling into manic madness — fueled by drugs, by greed, by their inability to sit still with themselves. You can see it. In the rising violence. In the unhinged decisions. In the dead eyes behind big smiles. It’s not just politics — it’s psychosis.

And your dad?

He doesn’t get paid. No spotlight. No platform. Because truth-tellers don’t fit into the dopamine circus.

People would rather wage war than face silence. They’d rather gamble, drink, fight, consume. Because chaos is fun. Destruction is addictive. And “fun” has become the only thing that matters.

So no — I’m not crazy.

I’m awake.

And I smoke a joint not to escape — but to stay grounded.

Be glad that’s all I do. Because this world is no place for the faint of heart.