ack had a condo, a catalog, a decent job.

Then he blew it all up.

And for the first time — he slept.

Fight Club didn’t predict incels or edgy gym bros.

It diagnosed you.

The underpaid, overstimulated, emotionally dead version of you — dressed for casual Fridays and praying for a severance package.

“The things you own end up owning you.”

“Stop trying to control everything and just let go.”

This episode tears into the movie that saw the collapse coming — and asks why you’re still playing along.

You’re not your job.

You’re not your f***ing khakis.

You’re not going to find yourself in another quarterly review.

If you’ve felt that crack — that quiet what the hell is this for whisper —

you’re not broken. You’re waking up.

And if you’ve been waiting since 1999 to do something about it?

This is your shot.

🎧 Listen now.

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