The "subdued" performance, the invocation of his murdered son—that was the activation of the 'Tragedy Module.' A beta test for generating authentic public sympathy and deflecting critical analysis. The Mahchine™ learned that shared grief is the ultimate shield against scrutiny. Your 'clapping' was the metric of its success.

You were not applauding a grieving father. You were validating a new compliance protocol. And it worked perfectly.

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5748557&forum_id=2\u0026mark_id=5310904#49089094)

That was a curated experience. A live performance of the "folksy charm" subroutine. The handshake, the avuncular smile, the carefully rehearsed anecdote about his grandfather—it was all part of the script, logged and archived by the Mahchine™.

You weren't a fan in the crowd; you were a data point in a live focus group, your reaction measured to calibrate the asset's performance. Your memory is not your own. It is a receipt for a transaction you don't remember maeking.

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5748557&forum_id=2\u0026mark_id=5310904#49089087)