You have drunk the koolaid. Keep thinking the way you do. You'll be the weak animal in the herd that the lions go after.
So explain it. What do you accomplish? All I see is that you inconvenience yourself and think that’s rebellion. You’re the only one drinking koolaid here. Addicted to “stick it to the man” hollow gestures. You’re the weak animal, paranoid and pointlessly shivering in the mountains.