I’ll admit my initial tone was sharper than it needed to be—chalk it up to the sheer amount of garbage I usually get for posting opinions like this. That said, I genuinely appreciate you engaging in open discourse instead of resorting to knee-jerk dismissal. It’s rare and refreshing.

Capitalism as an Ouroboros is not just a metaphor but a mechanism—a system that thrives on consuming its own contradictions. You’re absolutely right that it doesn’t merely survive crises; it metabolizes them, converting dissent into fuel for its perpetuation. But the trap isn’t just ideological—it’s structural. It’s not just a Möbius strip; it’s a cage.

The double exploitation you describe—of Black culture and white fear—is capitalism’s perverse genius at work. It doesn’t just commodify rebellion; it weaponizes it, turning every critique into a product and every product into a reinforcement of the status quo. Kendrick’s performance wasn’t revolutionary, but it wasn’t meaningless either. It was a mirror, reflecting the absurdity of a system that sells resistance as entertainment.

Your cynicism isn’t misplaced. It’s clarity.