You said it, Vincent: ‘I don’t masturbate to it. That’s terrible.’

But you still clutch the fantasy that it might have been necessary — like moral clarity is just too much to handle unless it comes from the victors.

That’s the real domination kink:

Not needing to justify atrocity — just needing to feel it might have been justified.

You don’t chase truth.

You nurse a historical fetish… and call it complexity.