It is valiant, necessary, worthwhile to judge the outcomes seen in the commanding heights and decry profound unfairness, intolerable injustice, to rail against outrageous fortunes. Circumspection serves us best when we consider that policy tends to affect the stones at the base of the pyramid, meddling directly with vital price signals, clutching to the unaccountable hope that the intervention will eradicate the despair witnessed on the capstone.
Circumspection isn't sexy. It doesn't make the news, it doesn't get pageviews. Bombast, pulpit-pounding, fire, brimstone, confrontation, these are the elements of attention. Caution, prudence, restraint, these are the elements of being on the receiving end of a trifling yawn.
It's compelling to say, "that ain't euvoluntary pool, let's fix it." It's drab as dishwater to say, "that might not be such a great idea." Thinking deeply about problems and having a light touch never put anyone in the history books. More's the pity.