Capital in the 21st Century by Thomas Piketty makes a claim one must be keenly sociopathic to counter, yet it escapes most people it hurts the most. The carrot is as succulent, and the stick is painfully demeaning as ever, so we mightily push on the wheel of history, the same wheel that crushes everything we value as it also values everything we despise. The wheel needs turning to remain relevant, and as it has gained speed, it has crossed a threshold after which it gives the deceiving impression of constituting the very fabric of reality, the only layer all humans seem to agree on and have access to, the universal unspoken language of transactional love to which we all subscribe—a construct we all have conveniently adopted as unquestionable truth.