This isn’t the first time a superpower has begun to fade. Not in strength, but in something harder to measure: desire.
History does not remember power alone. It remembers pull.
That distinction may sound academic but in this moment, as American global influence wavers, that same historical lens helps us see what’s really at stake.
Athens, small in size and modest in resources, outlasted Sparta in memory—despite losing in war—because it exported something more durable than soldiers or silver. It exported the idea that belonging could be earned. Democracy was a participatory act.
The Persian Empire understood scale, but also subtlety. Its territory was vast, but its durability rested in what it permitted. Roads were built. Faiths were respected. Cultures were left intact under a larger political umbrella. Subjects stayed not only because they had to, but because, in some essential way, they chose to.
Rome took this logic and refined it. From Iberia to Judea, conquered elites Romanized themselves willingly. Names changed. Customs adapted. To become Roman was to rise, not only in status, but in civilizational standing. You did not have to be born in the center to believe the center belonged to you.
The Ottomans offered a similar center of gravity. From the ruins of Byzantium, they built Istanbul into a magnet. Architects from Persia, scholars from Cairo, and merchants from Venice came not because they were compelled, but because the city promised something greater than control. It promised participation.
Power that endures is rarely gentle. These empires conquered, extracted, and coerced. But they also understood what many modern powers—except the United States—often forgot: influence doesn’t last unless others choose it.
Empires that endure do more than conquer territory. They shape desire.
When America Whispered
In the twentieth century, the United States did not only prevail on the battlefield. It prevailed in imagination.
Its strength rested not just in military advantage or economic scale. It was also in the feeling that the future had an accent, and it sounded American. Fast. Restless. Open. Alive.
Einstein, James Dean, Brooklyn's got a winning team
Davy Crockett, Peter Pan, Elvis Presley, Disneyland
- from the lyrics of Billy Joel’s We Didn’t Start the Fire (1989)
American exports were not simply products. They were cues: jeans, jazz, moon shots, sitcoms, protest songs, Silicon Valley’s garage dreams. If you wanted to move faster, you moved toward the country that never seemed to sit still.
Institutions helped channel this energy. The Peace Corps. The Fulbright Program. Voice of America. These were not crude propaganda tools. They were sophisticated instruments of invitation. They offered recognition to people who had never set foot inside the United States.
At its best, America didn’t demand loyalty. It invited possibility.
A dissident in Tehran listening to Springsteen on bootleg cassettes. A teenager in Shanghai studying English to get into MIT. A reformer in Eastern Europe tuning into crackling VoA broadcasts through the fog of censorship. They were not pledging allegiance, but they were listening.
The signal was not always clear, and the reality behind it was never perfect. But the tone carried. Even critics of the United States often hoped their children might learn there. Live there. Xi Jinping sent his only child to Harvard.
Immigration as Gravity
Soft power isn’t abstract.
It leaves a trail: in visa lines, applications forms, and asylum cases. People do not leave everything behind to live in a country they fear. They do it for countries they believe might change their lives.
Britain understood this, even in the aftermath of its imperial decline. Its institutions and language continued to attract those who had once lived under its flag. Indian doctors staffed the National Health Service. Pakistani grocers rebuilt high streets. Children of these former colonies studied in British universities, stood in elections, and took seats in parliament.
France held similar appeal. For North Africans, Paris was not just a capital. It was a cultural beacon. Artists, students, and dissidents followed its lights. You may still hear (faint) echoes of that belief in Marseille cafés and in the defiant verses of French rap.
And then there was the United States. Not the place, but the idea of it. The country symbolized reinvention. From Lagos to Lahore and Seoul to São Paulo, people told themselves that if they could just get to America, life might begin again.
No one dreams of defecting to North Korea for a life under Kim Jong Un’s ever-present portrait. No one hides in a shipping container for a chance to live in Putin’s Russia. No one risks their life in a rubber dingy hoping to reach the shores of the Islamic Republic of Iran.
The clearest indicator of global influence is aspiration. Where people want to live, where they want to send their children, and where they imagine themselves being seen. That is the direction of desire.
When the Broadcast Fades
Empires do not fall suddenly and soft power does not fade overnight.
It fades when the source forgets how to speak to the world. The signal weakens when the message loses meaning. The most dangerous form of decline isn’t collapse. It’s incoherence—layered, compounding, and invisible until it’s not.
Late Rome still built roads and aqueducts. It minted coins and marched soldiers. It continued to entertain and distract the masses in the Colosseum. But it had stopped persuading. The idea of Rome no longer inspired. Its center no longer mattered to those it once held in orbit.
The Soviet Union had strength. It had scientists, weapons, and a massive geopolitical footprint. But it never became the future. Even its elites looked elsewhere. Its greatest loss wasn’t territory. It was aspiration.
A superpower that speaks only in imperatives loses its ability to invite. And when invitation dies, coercion becomes the only voice left.
The United States still has formidable tools. Its world class universities. Its iconic consumer brands. The creative power of Hollywood and social media. But the tone is shifting. Programs are being shuttered. The VoA’s airwaves have gone silent in the languages spoken by its geopolitical rivals.
When the next test of influence comes, and we may be in that moment now, with U.S. forces recently engaged in conflict in the Middle East, it will exercise its muscle and its reach—but with a dimmer signal, and fewer who care to listen.
The New Contest
Desire does not announce its departure. It’s like a lover who turns their back to you in bed. They’re not sleeping. They’re distancing.
Today, the United States remains the destination of choice for many. It still attracts. It still invites. But for how long does muscle memory last?
If we speak only in the language of strength, we may remain wealthy and armed, but no longer admired. If we close borders, end exchange programs, defund cultural resources, and issue ALL CAPS statements that threaten rather than reason, we may still command… but we may stop convincing.
A world where America is no longer the shining city on a hill is not one where America is simply less liked. It is one where it risks its power becoming brittle. Where allies hedge. Where rivals move into spaces vacated by silence. Where influence becomes a transaction, not a bond.
Soft power is not mood music. It is what turns force into legitimacy. It is what makes global leadership welcome.
When the music stops, others don’t wait in silence. They compose their own, and the world starts listening to a new tune.
Adil Husain is a strategist, founder, and observer of global complexity. He has spent over two decades advising Fortune 1000 firms on market intelligence and international growth, with long stints living and working in the U.S. and China and shorter stints in other places. He is the Managing Director of Emerging Strategy, a strategic intelligence firm that helps enterprises navigate volatile markets, and the publisher of a rapidly growing B2B media platform with ~200,000 subscribers in its first 90 days. View those newsletters here.
On The Husain Signal, he writes about business, borders, belief systems, and the things we’re taught to feel but not always to say.
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Incisive and well expressed. Look forward to your views on where the world's next beacon on the hill might be.
Excellent. Very well written.