Let’s not mince words: your love of secrets is killing what’s left of the truth—and you’re cheering it on. Every time a leak plunges a so-called 'vital operation' like 'Midnight Hammer' into doubt, we fall all over ourselves condemning the messenger, but we never ask the obvious: what rotten core is being protected so desperately?

The real outrage isn’t that someone dared reveal uncomfortable truths. The real outrage is that we still buy the fairytale that secrecy equals security, competence, or ethics. Our leaders, padded behind their blacked-out documents and clandestine calls, would have you believe that any breach is tantamount to treason, any leaker a devil. Why? Because exposing the machinery exposes our complicity.

'Operation Midnight Hammer.' Even the name radiates macho bravado and juvenile subterfuge. But peel back the layers and you’ll find a toxic stew of failures desperately buried for “the good of the nation.” Any deviation, any public scrutiny, is reframed—not as a chance for accountability, but a threat to the grand illusion. It’s not national security that’s at risk, it’s institutional credibility. Which, let’s be honest, is the only thing those in power truly want to defend.

This is the sick joke the war machine keeps playing: They cloak disaster in patriotism, lie through omission, and when the inevitable leaks occur, they manufacture outrage and wave the flag. And we lap it up. We excuse, we rationalize, we point fingers at the traitors in our midst. How dare they? But here’s an inconvenient truth: If leaks can topple your victory, what kind of victory did you ever have?

Worse, we—the public—are the perfect mark. Decades of indoctrination have taught us to equate questioning with treason, dissent with danger, and sunlight with disaster. We’re so scared of what we might see that we cheer for our own darkness. And in the end, we don’t even mourn democracy’s corpse. We just ask for a fresh flag to drape over it.

Stop mistaking secrecy for strength. Stop letting your leaders weaponize your fear and your faith. Leaks aren’t the disease; they are the fever, the last gasp of a sick system trying to sweat out its own poisons. If leaks can actually destroy 'Operation Midnight Hammer,' maybe that operation—and the culture of unaccountability propping it up—deserves to be destroyed.

How long will you keep loving the lock more than the key? How much truth is too dangerous for you? Or is your comfort worth more than reality?

This article was inspired by the headline: 'Leaks plunge success of 'Operation Midnight Hammer' into serious doubt'.