A quiet bird can’t be shot. A hidden fish can’t be netted. A calm suspect cannot be tagged and fed into the system. This is older than any badge or slogan. Force survives by flushing what hides, tagging what flushes, and feeding on what shows itself. Everything else is theater.

Any enforcement system needs visible prey. No visible crime or defiance means the budget shrinks and the dogs stay in the kennel. But a pond stocked with performative rage and careless bravado keeps the hunters fed. That’s why the same body cam footage repeats the same lesson: the people who flap their wings keep the machine alive.

The Matrix gave us the allegory. There, human bodies power the system. Here, it’s your behavior. Every unnecessary word, every challenge posed like a dare, every “What did I do?” shouted when silence would have served you better — that’s the charge that lights the trap. It doesn’t matter if you’re a billionaire’s daughter in a Range Rover or a kid with no shoes — once you flap, you’re visible.

It always begins small. A broken taillight. An expired sticker. If you stay calm, polite, and small, you slip back into the brush. But if you puff up, if you make it about pride, the dogs come closer. The stop becomes a search. The search becomes resisting arrest. A fine that could have cost you an hour now stains your record for life.

Many believe status will protect them. They believe the net knows bloodlines. But when the shark’s eye goes blind, everything moving is meat. The dash cams prove it daily — a bored princess can be chewed up as easily as a trap baddie when they run their mouth.

This cycle isn’t accidental. Even the slogans that claim resistance — “F*** the police,” “Defy or you’re a bootlicker” — keep the pond stocked. The system doesn’t need you to win; it needs you to flap enough to be worth catching.

The hardest truth is that once you’re in the net, you’re not solving a logic puzzle — you’re rolling dice you can’t control. Gun owners know this: never draw unless you must, because you can do everything right and still lose the roll. One angle of video, one DA looking to make a name, one jury with a grudge — that’s all it takes.

No trap is fair. It is not cowardice to stay small. It is not betrayal to comply. It’s survival in a world run on force. Obscurity is the shield. Defiance is the bait. The machine does not care who you are. It cares only that you’re big enough to catch.

When the net tightens, stay small. When the dogs flush the bush, stay still. Pride feeds the trap. The bird that never flaps is the one that lives.