Unironically, though. When you’re killing “The Terrorists” or “The Drug Dealers” or “The Evil Foreigners” or whatever, murder is incredibly cool and good.
Slap a “Generic Bad Guy” label on a human and you’re free to go full Rambo, because killing Bad Guys is awesome. We love it. Especially when the Bad Guy doesn’t look like us.
The folks screaming the loudest about a guy in a North Face fleece getting got are the same ones who couldn’t be picked out of a lineup with Brian Thompson’s pre-ventilated flesh suit. The folks clapping the loudest over bombs dropped on the perfidious cartels or the insidious Hezbolmas or the vile Asian Menace Of the East also have interchangeable LinkedIn profiles with the ex-CEO of UHC.
It’s Identity Politics all the way down.
When incomes are stagnant and interest is variable and inflation drives expenses upward, this is theoretically good advice but practically useless.
What do you tell the kid who can’t afford college without taking out a 7-10% APY loan? Is risk you’re taking on a degree worth the benefit of joining the professional class? Impossible to say under current conditions.
What do you tell the young adult choosing between renting an overpriced apartment or taking out a six-figure loan to buy an old home in a bad part of town? Is the 6% mortgage rate going to get better or worse in another ten years? Is the local job market going to improve or collapse?
What do you tell the middle aged man faced with an insurance company rejecting his claim on a critical pharmaceutical? Do you go out of pocket and cut into your savings? Or do you try and make it without the meds and hope you don’t destroy your chances at a comfortable retirement?
All the math teaches you is that risks exist. They keep you clear of a few truly awful choices, but they don’t do anything to guarantee your success. There is no correct play in a game that is stacked against you.