A business quarter away and the world went feral without me. New York just hired a 34-year-old foreclosure counselor to run the most financially influential city on the planet, and everyone’s acting weird about it.

The craziest part is how the internet tricked all of us into thinking we should have opinions about everything, all the time. Elections aren’t thoughtful committee decisions anymore. They’re individual panic attacks aggregated into policy. And yet… stocks keep going up, we’ve got fresh water, and life is still somehow pretty good. Welcome back to the chaos.

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