What do space Bezos, the easy mode debate, “professionalism” and game pass have in common? In all these we witness the celebration of the instrument-in-itself. What was once [at least purportedly] a means to an end becomes the goal, purpose, satisfaction; money and gratuitous expenditure for its own sake, the raw physical act of gaming in violation of its formal causes, cheap games, whatever they are. A party line coheres to protect the immanent eschaton, the functioning and discharge of the “every day” in and for itself.