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Dear James,

What are we, modern humans, to make of work? How can I do it without so much anxiety, but still sufficient productivity? The daily grind is mostly fine but also highly stressful, with manic bouts of propulsion toward deadlines, little clarity around what I should do or should have done, and the constant drumbeat of fear that I’m not adding much value. I find myself regularly reviewing awkward and painful moments of my day at night, when I should be sleeping, or when I would probably derive much more life satisfaction from attuning to my kids.

I’ve never been able to settle on an overarching mission for my working life because nothing seems reliable or worthy enough of sacrificing the other major factors that impact my happiness—mostly the amount of time I can spend with my family, the location where we live, and the security of a decent salary. So in a way I see myself as infinitely flexible; I don’t have a great, deep reason for doing what I do now, but it would probably take a lot for me to tack to something else. I have no grand plan. Am I going to regret this when I reach retirement age?

Is it this job, or is this just what work is? Is it me? What can the average person expect from a lifetime of work? What should we be aiming for?

Dear Reader,

In my 20s, I worked at an office in West London analyzing transport statistics: how many cars are on the rotary at one time and which direction they’re coming from, how many passengers climb on the train at a particular station, etc. I made projections, I stared at graphs. And before I was driven from the place by a detonation sequence of mind-wrecking panic attacks, I was strangely happy there. The boringness of the work seemed to have its own value. A feeling of muffled industry. Engrossing, in a gently overcast way. No mistaking it for something that might ignite my spirit: it was work, nothing but. I sat at my desk, peacefully working. Had I not turned into the figure from Munch’s The Scream—flipper hands grasping my skull, bands of distortion in the sky—I’d be there still.

Not every job has to blaze with vocational intensity, and not everybody needs to have a fulfilling career. In fact I applaud you for not having a “great deep reason” for doing the job you’re doing. We’ve got enough great deep reasons floating around these days. And I can assure you that you are adding ineffable value to your workplace just by being there: An office (it sounds like an office) is a mystical body like any other, and one person’s presence or absence changes everything. So do your work. And then go home.

Unprofessionally,
James

Dear James,

Sometimes when I’m in the grocery store, I see someone I sort of know but don’t really know well, and I find myself wondering what to do. Should I say hi and start a conversation, or just nod politely and walk on by? It feels awkward, because I’m never sure if they’re thinking the same thing or hoping to avoid an interaction altogether. How do you handle these situations?

Dear Reader,

Small talk can be beautiful, and there’s always the possibility of being irradiated with joy by a chance encounter in the grocery aisle, but then again … people. There are so many of them. They are so tiring. And now and again, for reasons to do with cerebral electricity, affective response, and what’s in your shopping basket, there really is nothing—literally nothing—to say.

Me, I tend to go for it: the big hello, and the conversational follow-through. But there have also been occasions when I have ducked into the baking section and waited for someone to go away. So I dunno. I like the old Jesuit maxim agere contra: “act against.” Or, more idiomatically: Get over yourself, If you’re feeling muted and introverted, in other words, reach out. And if you’re all swollen with ebullience—be gentle. Does that help at all?

Twitching by the carrots,
James

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A note from Tom:

As we were about to publish this newsletter, Donald Trump announced that he has asked the Fox News personality Pete Hegseth, a military veteran who has no experience in leading large organizations and no serious background as a senior leader in national-security affairs, to be his secretary of defense. This is exactly the kind of unqualified nomination that I was warning could be looming after this first group of nominees were announced—and it explains why Trump is determined to bypass the U.S. Senate to get some of his nominees confirmed. I will have more to say about Hegseth soon.

So far, the new Trump administration has a chief of staff, a “border czar,” and a national security adviser; all three are White House positions controlled by the president. Donald Trump has also reportedly named six people to senior positions that require Senate confirmation: secretary of state, United Nations ambassador, secretary of homeland security, secretary of defense, CIA director, and administrator of the Environmental Protection Agency. (He has also chosen an ambassador to Israel.) His first picks are neither very surprising nor very impressive, but this is only the beginning.

His co–campaign manager Susie Wiles will make White House history by becoming the first female chief of staff. People around Trump seem relieved at this appointment, but she’ll likely be saddled with Stephen Miller as a deputy, which could get interesting because Miller apparently has a tendency to get out of his lane. (According to a book by the New York Times reporter Michael Bender, Miller attended a tense meeting that included Trump, Attorney General Bill Barr, and General Mark Milley, the chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff, during the Black Lives Matter protests in 2020. As the nation’s leaders debated what to do, Miller interjected and said that America’s major cities had been turned into war zones. General Milley, Bender writes, turned to Miller, pointed at him, and said: “Shut the fuck up, Stephen.”)

The rest of the appointments are unsurprising, given the limited pool of Republicans willing to serve in another Trump administration. (Some Trump loyalists such as Senator Tom Cotton have reportedly declined a role in the administration, likely protecting their future for the 2028 GOP race to succeed Trump.) Marco Rubio, who sits on the Foreign Relations and Intelligence Committees in the Senate, was a reasonable choice among the Trump coterie to become America’s top diplomat as secretary of state.

Likewise, Representative Mike Waltz of Florida is a reasonable choice for national security adviser—but again, that’s in the context of the now-smaller universe of national-security conservatives in politics or academia willing to work for Trump at this point. He is a veteran, and like Rubio, he has served on relevant committees in Congress, including Armed Services, Foreign Affairs, and the House Permanent Select Committee on Intelligence. Waltz may be a credible voice on national security, but he was also a 2020 election denier. He pledged to oppose certifying Joe Biden’s 2020 win and signed on to an amicus brief supporting a Texas lawsuit to overturn the election. He changed his mind—but only after the events of January 6.

Representative Elise Stefanik of New York, meanwhile, was bound to be rewarded for her loyalty. Although Vice President–elect J. D. Vance took the gold in the race to replace the disowned Mike Pence, Stefanik was a comer even by the standards of the sycophantic circle around Trump, and so she’ll head to the United Nations, a low-priority post for Trump and a GOP that has little use for the institution. A former member of Congress from New York, Lee Zeldin (who was defeated in the 2022 New York governor’s race) will head up the EPA, another institution hated by MAGA Republicans, thus making Zeldin’s weak—or strong, depending on your view—legislative record on environmental issues a good fit for this administration.

This afternoon, Trump announced that John Ratcliffe will serve as CIA director. Ratcliffe previously served as director of national intelligence and will now be in a post that is functionally subordinate to his old job. Ratcliffe is a reliable partisan but an unreliable intelligence chief. The most baffling move Trump has made so far is the appointment of South Dakota Governor Kristi Noem to lead the Department of Homeland Security. Noem served four terms in Congress and is in her second as governor. She has very little relevant experience, especially as a government executive. (South Dakota might be a big place, but it’s a small state; DHS has more than 260,000 employees, making it a bit more than a quarter the size of the entire population of Noem’s home state.) DHS is a giant glob of a department—one I have long argued should never have existed in the first place and should be abolished—that has seeped across the jurisdictional lines of multiple institutions and, unlike some other Cabinet posts, requires someone with serious leadership chops.

DHS will also be central to some of Trump’s most abominable plans regarding undocumented immigrants—and, potentially, against others the president-elect views as “enemies from within.” (The “border czar” Trump has named, Tom Homan, once falsely implied that some California wildfires were worsened by an undocumented immigrant.) In that light, Noem is perfect: She is inexperienced but loyal, a political lightweight with no independent base of support or particularly long experience in Washington, and she can be counted on to do what she’s told. She will be no John Kelly or Kirstjen Nielsen, her confirmed predecessors at DHS, both of whom were on occasion willing to speak up, even if ineffectively.

This first passel of nominees should gain Senate confirmation easily, especially Rubio. (Sitting members of the chamber usually have an easier time, as do people who have close associations with the Senate.) And given Trump’s history and proclivity for mercurial and humiliating firings, few of them are likely to be very long in their post, and are probably better than the people who will later replace them.

But that in itself raises a troubling question. If Trump intends to nominate these kinds of fellow Republicans, why is he insistent that the new Senate allow him to make recess appointments?

For those of you who do not follow the arcana of American government, Article II of the Constitution includes a provision by which the president can make appointments on his own if the Senate is in recess and therefore unable to meet. The Founders didn’t think this was a controversial provision; sometimes, presidents need to keep the government running (by choosing, say, an ambassador) even when the Senate might not be around—a real problem in the days when convening the Senate could take weeks of travel. Such appointments last until the end of the next legislative session.

For obvious reasons, the Senate itself was never a big fan of a device—one that presidents routinely used—that circumvents constitutional authority to confirm executive appointments, especially once the practice got out of hand. (Bill Clinton made 139 recess appointments, George W. Bush made 171, and Barack Obama made 32.) The Senate’s response was basically to be wilier about not declaring itself in recess even when there’s no one around, and when President Obama tried to push through some of these appointments in 2012, the Supreme Court sided with the Senate.

Now Trump wants to bring back the practice. The obvious inference to draw here is that after some fairly uncontroversial nominations, he intends to nominate people who couldn’t be confirmed even in a supine and obedient Republican Senate. Perhaps this is too clever, but I am concerned that this first pass is a head fake, in which Trump nominates people he knows are controversial (such as Zeldin) but who are still confirmable, and then sends far worse candidates forward for even more important posts. Kash Patel—a man who is dangerous precisely because his only interest is serving Trump, as my colleague Elaina Plott Calabro has reported—keeps bubbling up for various intelligence posts.

“Ambassador Elise Stefanik” and “EPA Administrator Lee Zeldin” might not be great ideas, but they are not immediate threats to U.S. national security or American democracy. “CIA Director John Ratcliffe,” by contrast, is cause for serious concern. If Trump is serious about his authoritarian plans—the ones he announced at every campaign stop—then he’ll need the rest of the intelligence community, the Justice Department, and the Defense Department all under firm control.

Those are the next nominations to watch.

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But with that potential comes tremendous danger. No existing innovation can come close to what AI might soon achieve: intelligence that is greater than that of any human on the planet. Might the last polymathic invention—namely computing, which amplified the power of the human mind in a way fundamentally different from any previous machine—be remembered for replacing its own inventors?

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