Most things, it feels like.
I get fixated on things that have non-obvious answers and endless developments.
This whole tariff episode over the last week has made absolutely no sense to me. And it’s all I can pay attention to.
It all feels very Covid-y where you wake up, see which part of the sky has fallen, and what Donald Trump is saying/doing about it.
Except this is a chosen path.
This is delusional.
Reason-less.
These about faces make me angry. They’re offensive to any sense of integrity and humanity.
There’s no cohesive “belief” here. This is anti-belief.
These people are anti-conviction.
They are grift.
And it makes me angry.
The algorithm loves this kind of about face – it has, in some way I am sure, summoned it directly.
Watching people sell their humanity to stand in front of a microphone and lather the president with their love is so sad.
And we know that in The Party, it’s not love, it’s fear.
They never want to feel the cold and passionate rejection of The Leader so they go all in.
They stand and grin.
They feel proud to serve their country but feel like their country is wrapped up in one man – The Great Leader.
They didn’t used to feel this way.
10 years ago, they wouldn’t have recognized their present self. But that person 10 years ago couldn’t see what they’ve gotten to see – couldn’t know how big the stakes would become (the country, Howard!! You’ll lose the country!).
So I don’t know.
There’s so much I don’t know, but I do think I can read sycophancy and sycophancy is having its day.
I do hope to live in a country that has a shared version of what The Good Life is and works hard towards that goal.
We are not that country right now.
But I am optimistic.
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