Everything you read in Digital Hegemon is the truth. Maybe not the kind of truth you’ll find in textbooks or courtroom transcripts, but the truth that slips in sideways — the truth that shows itself in dreams, in symbols, in the little shadows cast by bigger fires. Sometimes it’s literal, nailed down and bleeding. Sometimes it’s metaphor, wearing a mask but smiling just the same. And sometimes it’s prophecy, whispering from a future that hasn’t yet happened but already knows your name. However it comes, however it dresses itself, it’s still truth. That’s the deal here: Digital Hegemon doesn’t hand you fables, it hands you mirrors.