Last year I was casually supportive of some social justice issues and thought there was literally nothing wrong with Hillary Clinton. I also wanted to be an author.

As of now, I fantasize about seizing the means of production and the fact that capitalism exists keeps me up at night. This happened, for the most part, in half of a year. The real 180 (since neoliberalism and communism are technically leaning towards the same side of the spectrum) is that I want to be a naval fighter pilot now.

That doesn't really mesh with my Filthy Commie tendencies, but hey, naval pilots were always some of the first picks for the astronaut program.