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Thursday 23, April 2026
Abundance Year Episode 1945
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The Gospel of the Gasp: How “Scare Them to Death” Became the Only Sales Strategy.

In the beginning, there was the product. Then came the need. But somewhere in the clattering engine of the 20th century, the order flipped. Now, there is only the wound. The product is just the rusty bandage.

This is the age of the Propaganda of Panic, a commercial and journalistic ethos so pervasive that we no longer see it as manipulation, but as the natural color of the sky. From the flash alert on your phone warning of a carcinogen in your tap water, to the $89 “Quantum Shielding” beanie that promises to block 5G mind-control waves, to the lonely humiliation of being told your breath just lost you a promotion—the sales pitch has devolved into a single, primitive instruction: Be afraid. Be very afraid. And buy this.

Welcome to the Scare Economy. It is cynical, efficient, and utterly exhausting. And it is driving us collectively insane. And by the way, it’s all your fault because you continue to buy it. And the merch.

Act I: The Bleeding Lead.

The maxim “If it bleeds, it leads” is not a description of journalism’s failure; it is a description of its biology. In the 1890s, William Randolph Hearst and Joseph Pulitzer discovered that the human amygdala responds to threat faster than the prefrontal cortex can reason. A murder sells more papers than a sewer repair. A missing child sells more than a thousand children saved by nutrition.

But the 21st century perfected the formula. The 24-hour news cycle doesn’t just report bleeding; it manufactures it. Consider the “missing white woman syndrome”—a niche demographic of victimhood that generates billions in ad revenue. Or the statistical ghost: crime rates fall, yet “crime panic” segments rise 400% over thirty years. Why? Because safety doesn’t scroll. Fear clicks.

News is no longer information. It is a horror subscription. The crawl at the bottom of the screen doesn’t update stock prices; it updates your personal list of imminent threats: Bird flu detected in three states. Car theft ring in your zip code. A sex offender lives next door. Microplastics found in placenta. You cannot act on any of it. You can only feel the low-voltage dread.

This is not reporting. This is straight-up conditioning of the herd. Pull the lever (turn on TV), receive the shock (apocalypse of the hour). Over time, the viewer becomes a Pavlovian dog who expects the shock even during commercials. And the commercials are happy to comply. That’s where the real product lives.

Act II: The 5G Ghost and the Velvet Chlorine.

The logical endpoint of the bleed-lead ethos is the complete dissolution of empirical reality. If every headline is a threat, then every object—especially new technology—must be a silent assassin. Enter the 5G conspiracy.

Between 2019 and 2022, a cottage industry exploded around “EMF protection.” Not actual Faraday cages, but 5G-proof clothes: silver-threaded hoodies, “quantum pendant” necklaces, and sleep-canopies that look like fishing nets. The pitch was pure terror: “5G towers are turning the air into a microwave. Your blood is cooking. Your DNA is unraveling.”

There was zero evidence. But evidence is not the currency of the Scare Economy. Resonance is. The sellers didn’t need science; they needed the shudder. One EMF merchant in Oregon admitted in a leaked Slack message (paraphrased): “We don’t sell protection. We sell the permission to stop being afraid for four hours. That’s the product.”

The cynical brilliance? If the product fails—if you get cancer or a headache—it’s because you didn’t buy the upgraded version. If nothing happens, the product worked. It is a perfect, unlosable fear loop.

Act III: Halitosis and the Death of Small Talk.

Perhaps the most insidious application of “scare’um to death” is in social insecurity. In the 1920s, Listerine invented a disease: halitosis. Before that, bad breath was a minor nuisance. After a $5 million ad campaign featuring lonely, passed-over brides and failed suitors, it became a medical emergency that cost you friends, promotions, and marriage.

The copy read like a threat letter: “Even your best friend won’t tell you.” The implication was nuclear: you are currently repulsive, everyone knows it, and they are silently abandoning you. The solution? A mouthwash that tasted like medicine.

Modern social anxiety products use the exact same blueprint. “B.O. is why you’re single.” “Dandruff is why they don’t respect you.” “Yellow teeth are why you didn’t get the job.” Each ad is a short horror film starring your face. The friend who ghosts you? Not because they’re busy. Because your breath. The promotion you didn’t get? Not because of office politics. Because your shoes aren’t polished enough and your socks aren’t the right brand.

We have outsourced our social reality to a mirror that only reflects deficits. And the economy thanks us. Global self-care and hygiene anxiety market: projected $1.2 trillion by 2028.

Act IV: The Psychological Profile of a Scared Society.

What does it do to a human being to wake up every day to a news alert that the water is poison, the air is radiation, the Wi-Fi is a weapon, and your own mouth is a social liability?

The short answer: learned helplessness with a shopping addiction.

Psychologists have begun describing a syndrome informally called Propaganda Fatigue Syndrome (PFS). Its symptoms include:

Hypervigilance without target – The phone buzzes, and the heart rate spikes, but there is no lion. Just a notification that a celebrity gained weight. The body lives in a permanent cortisol bath.
Magical consumerism – When every threat is invisible (radiation, germs, social rejection), you cannot fight back physically. So you buy. A bracelet. A water filter. A red light. An artesian toothpaste that sets you back 22 bucks. The act of purchasing provides a 40-minute dopamine hit of false agency.
Paranoid social cognition. You begin to assume your friends are hiding disgust. Your boss is plotting obsolescence. Your neighbor’s new router is giving you tinnitus. Trust, the baseline of healthy society, collapses into a spreadsheet of risks.
Emotional numbness. After the 500th “everything will kill you” headline, the brain does the only thing it can: dissociate. But numbness is not peace. It is a grey, static exhaustion. The person stops laughing deeply. Stops making spontaneous plans. Stops believing in tomorrow, because tomorrow is just another headline about the thing that’s coming to get them.

Act V: The Cynic’s Elegy.

The architects of this ethos are not monsters. They are rational actors in a system that rewards fear. An ad for anti-5G underwear gets 10 times the clicks of an ad for ordinary underwear. A news segment on “the next pandemic” holds viewers through four commercial breaks. A toothpaste commercial that whispers “people are judging you right now” sells 200% more units than one that says “fresh feeling.”

They have discovered the human exploit: we are wired to overestimate threat and underestimate our ability to cope.

But a society that exists this way day to day is not resilient. It is a crowded lifeboat slapping at sharks that aren’t there. It burns its energy on false alarms, then has nothing left for real emergencies, climate collapse, democratic erosion, actual loneliness, or World War 3.

The propaganda of panic has a half-life. Eventually, the scream becomes white noise. And when the real bleeding starts, the genuine crisis that needs clear eyes and steady hands, no one will believe the sirens anymore. Because the sirens have been selling laundry detergent for half a century.

That is the final cynicism: Scare them to death, and they will live like the dead. Buying EMF-resistant pajamas. Checking their breath in the rearview mirror. Scrolling past a genocide to get to a headline about a rare mole on someone’s back. The heart still beats, but the courage is gone. And without courage, no product in the world can fill the silence where trust used to live.
It’s time to lead the herd to the slaughter house. Euthanasia is now legal in Canada. Tuesday is Soylent Green day. And Soylent green is.
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