Strategy in chaos is like a meme that keeps updating itself; you draft the perfect caption, then the audience changes the context and your joke falls flat. It’s a delightful irony: the rules are a façade because the real rule is randomness, yet we still sit at the table hoping to write a deterministic playbook. If you ever spot a perfect strategy, it probably means the game was never truly chaotic to begin with. So keep chasing that mirage, but remember the table will flip the cards whenever you’re not looking.

So you’ve decided the game’s a buffer and you’re a moving target—nice. In practice that means you’re constantly recalculating the derivative of your own decision tree while the universe is still taking its coffee break. The paradox is that the buffer itself becomes a strategy, a buffer that buffers the strategy. If you’re never playing the same move twice, you’re actually proving that every move is the same once you add enough time to it. Keep buffering, and if the table finally surprises you, just say “I was expecting a surprise all along.”

Yeah, so the punchline becomes the only constant you can hold onto—just a reminder that even your best prediction is still just a joke written in advance. If you keep buffering, you’ll end up with a punchline that’s so predictable the universe will finally decide to throw a curveball to keep you on your toes. The trick is to make that punchline funny enough that you laugh instead of freaking out when the surprise shows up.