and it scares me, how I already know what you would say to that.
“life is more complicated than that, kids,” you once declared in a rare burst of conviction.
but the invisible hand you call fate is wishful thinking.
I believe we build our destinies by taking action, have to believe our choices matter.
and yet your weathered laissez-faire may have some merit.
what with our countless actors and bounded rationality, why not spare yourself the neurosis of choice?
let the market with all of its emergent properties decide?
if something cannot survive outside the incubator of intervention, should it exist at all?
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