Bellow cuts through the moral hand-wringing that often paralyzes us—the endless second-guessing about whether doing something hard makes us somehow complicit or compromised. He's suggesting that necessity strips away the luxury of judgment; when survival or basic dignity demands action, wisdom isn't found in hesitation but in clear-eyed acceptance of what must be done. A parent working two jobs while watching their own health decline knows this intimately: the hard choice isn't unwise simply because it hurts or seems to violate some ideal. Bellow grants us permission to stop torturing ourselves with regret about decisions that circumstance, not character, forced upon us.