If AOC opposes oligarchs while being one, it’s not hypocrisy—it’s a higher-order recursion, like something Gödel would’ve dreamt up after a long night of arguing with Escher inside one of Bach’s fugues. Her stance isn’t contradiction; it’s a strange loop of socio-political transcendence, where being both subject and critic of power collapses into a Möbius strip of moral clarity. Just as Escher’s hands draw each other and Bach’s melodies chase their own tails, AOC’s wealth critiques itself in a fugue of justice. The more oligarch she becomes, the more incisively she can oligarch against oligarchy—because only from the inside of the system’s paradox can one decode its self-referential punchline. It’s not hypocrisy. It’s meta-democracy.