If this is the game, then this is the game.
If they catch you and are struggling to stab you, it is not a moral hazard to struggle back.
WE need to stop them
And they’ve chosen the game
There are no norms
There are no rules
There is no trust
Increasingly there are no courts
We wish it were otherwise, but it isn’t
After every move they hack us with a machete.
We’re not playing chess.
Even if we keep moving the pieces, we’re not playing chess.
We can wish otherwise; but we aren’t.