Fuck it, neoliberalism is cool actually.

It’s the day after election day, and now I know who won.

You know what pisses me off the most? The refrain I keep hearing: fuck it, who cares. Man.

You are living in Rome! At the height of its power, and you are pissing it away, you snotty little shit!

Sure, we’ve done bad things—how surprising that the collective will of the most powerful people in human history has, on occasion, acted unethically. Whoa, blew my mind, brother.

Name another like us. Who has controlled so much and brought such stability with so little death?

There are no people like us.

Oh, the TV shows have Black people instead of Irish?

Boo fucking hoo—racism is inefficient. We don’t hate it because it’s too true or too mean; we hate it because it’s dumb and wasteful.

The Blacks were once the Irish, who were once the Jews, who were once the Italians, and so on. Grow the fuck up.

Aw, you’re mad about Ukraine? We’re bleeding a near-peer adversary at pennies on the dollar—and doing it ethically, with the overwhelming support of the international community.

Do you have any idea what kind of geopolitical no-brainer this is, you goddamn morons?

I’m not asking you to hold hands around the fire and sing kumbaya; I’m asking you to be fucking smart.

I know winning gets a little boring after a while, but how’s about we tighten the fuck up?

Thinking in decades, not sound bites, is what an empire does.