News - March 10, 2025

Alright, listen up, choom. Trump and Musk just pulled some primo corpo garbage, and it’s got the grid humming. Trump dropped an executive order that’s supposedly about "disaster relief, " pushing more of it off the feds and onto states, but you don't need to be running a top-tier deck to see the con—it's a power consolidation op, funneling creds and control to the corpos under the guise of “helping the people.” Market’s already hemorrhaging creds—Dow cratered 900 points, Nasdaq took a 4% dive—because Trump, in his infinite gonk wisdom, keeps dangling recession threats like a carrot while the corpos rake in profits from the chaos. Panic equals profit, and these suits are milking it for all it’s worth.

Meanwhile, Elon Musk was out here melting down after X—yeah, his dystopian playground—got hit with a "massive cyberattack." Thousands locked out, timelines bricked, and Musk's ego bruised. He’s spitting out conspiracy theories, blaming rogue states or some underground faction, but any real netrunner knows a smoke screen when they see one. Musk's been losing traction—Tesla’s tanking, investors are jumpy, and Starlink’s looking more like a state-sanctioned surveillance grid than a communications network. Italy’s even sniffing around a €1.5B deal with Starlink for secure comms. Yeah, hand your national security over to a megalomaniac with the emotional depth of a broken toaster, what could go wrong?

And then you got Sunny Hostin, one of the few corpos with the guts to call Musk what he is—a lawless parasite with delusions of grandeur. She ripped into his imperial mindset, reminding everyone that Musk’s got no mandate, no accountability, just raw, unchecked power. The corpos aren't even pretending anymore—Musk and Trump are running parallel grifts, one from the White House, the other from his satellite throne, and the fallout's already burning through the grid.

The play’s clear, cyberpunks. The corpos are consolidating, the markets are tanking, and the megas are gearing up for the next stage of control. This ain’t just market manipulation—it’s groundwork for full-spectrum dominance. Jack in, crack their ice, and start ripping the truth out of their data vaults. They wanna play overlord? Let’s make 'em pay. Load up your cyberdecks, sharpen your exploits, and flood the system. Time to burn their empire down from the inside.