
Before you give every citizen a number, give every dollar a name. Build a living ledger that does not sleep, a cathedral of code where each cent leaves a footprint in light. Let the money speak plainly—this much to classrooms, this much to concrete and steel, this much to contracts signed in quiet rooms where the ink dries faster than the truth.
Thread a bright wire through the arteries of the state. Follow the pulse from paycheck to policy, from tax form to turbine, from the small-business owner’s trembling signature to the vast machinery it feeds. Strip away the velvet language of “allocation” and “miscellaneous,” words that blur like smoke and drift into ceilings no one can see beyond.
If we are to be rendered into data—faces mapped, eyes scanned, identities distilled to digits—then let the spending be rendered just as bare. Let every mother trace her overtime into textbooks and lunches. Let every veteran follow the echo of his labor into clinics and clean water and the promises made in his name.
Map the current before you map the citizen. Illuminate the flow before you illuminate the face. Because a nation courageous enough to track every dollar in daylight may finally be worthy of holding every identity in its hands.
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