Politics & Power

Who Gets to Decide What Survives

Three complaints aimed at one anime critic turn out to be about the same thing: who holds the record and what they choom to keep out of your view.

Manish Singh/July 6, 2026/5 min read

Netflix now earns more from anime than Crunchyroll and Hulu combined, somewhere around two billion dollars a year, about 38 percent of the world's anime streaming revenue by Parrot Analytics' reckoning. A Dentsu study of 8,600 viewers across ten countries found it the most-used platform for anime anywhere, and its lead is widest in the United States. That is the number everyone repeats. Underneath it sits a more interesting one. Crunchyroll still locks up roughly three quarters of each season's new titles and carries a library many times larger than Netflix's few hundred. Netflix wins on money and reach, not on catalog. What it actually wins on is the power to decide what anime becomes.

The bookmark that sent me down this road is a single line, a reply to the anime commentator ChibiReviews: the pressure was coming from streaming services, and Netflix was probably behind it. It never says what "it" is, and there is no link, so I will not pretend to know the exact decision the writer had in mind. The suspicion is worth taking seriously anyway, because the mechanism is real and well documented.

The gatekeeper who pays well and shapes hard

When Netflix pushed into Japan around 2017, it reportedly paid studios two to three times the domestic rate and floated a large slate of originals. That mattered. The old television model left production houses in the red after a first broadcast, recouping through home video and merchandise if they were lucky. Streaming money changed the arithmetic. Then the pull began. Studios describe pressure to smooth out odd, auteur styles and lean toward globally legible genres, isekai and shonen, the safe retention categories. The binge dump fights the weekly rhythm that builds sustained hype. Exclusivity sits badly with an art form that lives on manga tie-ins and merchandise, where locking a title behind one wall can strangle its chance to become a phenomenon. And when Netflix took its first subscriber losses in 2022, reports out of Japan described paused and cancelled anime projects, the money arriving and leaving on the platform's terms rather than the medium's.

The scholar Susan Noh puts the honest word on it. Streamers act as gatekeepers, tastemakers, and disruptors, and their originals skew heavily toward action and science fiction. By 2025 and 2026 the model shifted again, away from strict exclusivity toward co-production, with studios like MAPPA said to be bypassing the traditional production-committee system to sign directly with a platform. That is probably the clearest version of "Netflix behind this" available: a structural change in who finances anime and who therefore gets a say in what it looks like.

Meanwhile the market hit a record 3.8 trillion yen, about 25 billion dollars in 2024, up 15 percent, and for the first time the overseas market exceeds the domestic one. Set that against JAniCA's 2023 survey, where in-between animators averaged about 2.63 million yen a year and key animators about 4 million, wages that work out to something near seven dollars an hour. The record year and the seven-dollar hour sit in the same industry. Whoever controls the flow of that money decides which of those two facts gets fixed.

Seven faces and three million pages

The same critic drew a second reply I bookmarked, sarcastic this time: spending tax dollars to hunt seven guys who made anime available for everyone, while millions of Epstein pages stay unreleased and the billionaires from his island watch the World Cup from their yachts. The rhetoric runs hot, so let me separate what is true from what is decoration.

The arrests are real. Vietnam's Ministry of Public Security, through its economic crime unit C03, charged seven men over a piracy network that ran HiAnime and more than a hundred related sites, with copyright infringement and money laundering. Investigators allege 26,000 uploaded titles and about 12.85 million dollars in ad revenue between 2020 and April 2026. At its October 2024 peak HiAnime pulled 364 million monthly visits, briefly outranking Disney+ in the United States. It went dark in March 2026. And the tweet's claim about tax dollars is largely correct. This was not a purely Vietnamese effort. C03 acted on intelligence from US Homeland Security Investigations and the MPA's anti-piracy arm, ACE, with support from the DOJ's intellectual-property program, and the US Trade Representative had already named Vietnam a Priority Foreign Country, a designation it had not used in thirteen years.

The Epstein half needs the same discipline. The Epstein Files Transparency Act was signed in November 2025, requiring release within thirty days. The first batch in December arrived heavily redacted, with hundreds of pages fully blacked out. In January 2026 the DOJ published over three million more pages, bringing the total near 3.5 million, one of the largest releases in its history. Attorneys reviewing it noted the department itself claims around six million potentially responsive pages, with more than 200,000 redacted or withheld. So "three million unreleased" is loose but points at something real: a large portion held back. The billionaires-on-the-island-watching-yachts line is pure editorializing, unsourced, and I will not carry it as fact.

The false-equivalence framing does not hold. IP enforcement and records disclosure are different agencies with different mandates, not one budget line where chasing uploaders steals from releasing files. What survives, once you strip the outrage, is a comparison of speed and will. American enforcement machinery reached across the Pacific, coordinated three agencies, and put seven faces in a police file over pirated cartoons, with Japan citing a 38 billion dollar piracy loss to justify the effort. The archive that touches the powerful moves at a different pace, and arrives with the interesting parts under black bars. Both are choices about what the state will chase and what it will hold beyond your reach.

The canon with the rivals cut out

The third bookmark trades anime for empire. It argues Trump is building the same canon as Augustus, Stalin, and Mao: a divine-destiny myth, airbrushed rivals, mandatory loyalty texts, a rewritten history fed to supporters. The payload is an image, a mock nineteenth-century engraving, and it is the argument.

Mock antique engraving titled Trump's Divine Destiny Canon, showing Trump enthroned holding a giant pen while figures burn and deface portraits and Little Red books lie at his feet
An editorial illustration, not documentary evidence, that fuses four regimes' propaganda techniques into one frame. Worth reading as an argument to test, not a fact to cite.

I want to be plain that this is a made image, an editorial cartoon in AI dress, not a photograph of anything. Treat it as a claim. The techniques it references, though, are historically exact. Augustus stamped coins with DIVI FILIUS, son of the divine, and built the imperial cult that made a ruler's destiny look heaven-sent. Stalin's retouchers physically scraped purged men out of photographs with scalpel and airbrush, which is where the phrase airbrushed from history comes from, documented in David King's The Commissar Vanishes. Mao's Little Red Book became a functional loyalty object during the Cultural Revolution, carried to prove you belonged. Rome had a word for erasing a fallen rival from the record, damnatio memoriae. Cutting people out of the story is old and cross-regime.

Now the documented Trump strands, weakest to strongest. The loyalty text is the weakest analogy: the God Bless the USA Bible at 59.99 dollars, bundled with the Constitution and the Pledge, earned him around 1.3 million in royalties, but it is merchandise, not a state-mandated recitation. The loyalty demand is real but limited: an OPM hiring plan in 2025 asked applicants to write essays on advancing the President's executive orders, which unions called an illegal political test, and which OPM softened after complaints. The divine-destiny thread has genuine texture: after the July 2024 assassination attempt, Trump said it was God alone who prevented the unthinkable, and allies cast survival as a mandate.

The strongest pillar by far is the rewriting of the record itself. Executive Order 14253, Restoring Truth and Sanity to American History, signed in March 2025, directed the removal of what it called divisive or anti-American ideology from the Smithsonian and ordered a review of monuments and park content. Downstream, National Park Service signs and exhibits touching slavery and Harriet Tubman were flagged or pulled, until a federal judge in November 2025 ordered restoration, writing that the effort tried to rewrite the nation's history with a white-out pen. Worth noting for honesty: the order frames the previous administration as the real revisionists, and the history wars run in both directions and long predate Trump, from the Enola Gay fight to the 1619 Project and the 1776 Commission. The scholarship on the cult claim is similarly careful. Goldsmith and Moen argue there is a hard core of loyalists that functions as a personality cult, while stressing it is a subset, and that the United States still has courts, competitive elections, and an independent press. The poster concedes as much: America is not Rome, Moscow, or Beijing. Yet here we are, was the line, and the white-out pen is not imaginary.

The same question under three costumes

Pull the three apart and they refuse to stay apart. A platform decides which anime styles get financed and which animators stay at seven dollars an hour. An enforcement apparatus decides which copies get chased across an ocean and which archive gets released with the names blacked out. An administration decides which exhibits a museum may keep and which history a park may tell. In each case the deciding party would rather you admired the outcome than asked how the holding was arranged.

None of these is Stalin's scalpel, and I am not going to pretend they are. The instruments are gentler now: a budget, a redaction, an executive order, a licensing term. That gentleness is the point. It lets the person holding the record insist there is nothing to check, right up until someone checks. The three bookmarks land on one instinct I share, that the loudest official story about what happened is usually the version told by whoever controls what you are allowed to see.