I keep returning to something.

In 1975, Genesis was a reasonably popular band, that had a serious crisis because its frontman and singer, Peter Gabriel, decided to quit and have a solo career, because, you know, he’s such a creative genius that they are holding him back and stuff. Losing the singer, composer and by all accounts the “main guy” had to be fatal, and the band considered calling it quits, but the drummer said something along the lines of “hell, what do we have to lose; I’ll give it a shot”. The drummer was Phil Collins:

He led the band into the next order of magnitude of success and they became one of the greatest of all time.

I keep thinking about this in the context of the “indispensable” America.