@stevibe I ran a few tests since yesterday using @AskVenice as a provider (doesn't work out of the box, Codex created a proxy) and the results are not consistent, Minimax M2.7 scored 85 yesterday and 63 today...
@admelchev Non seulement c'est l'employeur qui paye les cotisations, mais le chômage c'est une assurance. Si nos droits correspondaient aux cotisations réelles ce serait pas la même... Donc si tout le monde cherche à épuiser les droits acquis le système ne fonctionne plus
@AlexBazire13 Ils connaissent pas l'antifragilité ces idiots... S'attaquer à un entrepreneur qui se bat pour une question de principes c'est pas la meilleure idée. Force à vous!
@ASvanevik@CryptoHayes I don't get why he still has credibility in this space, clearly he's been successfull but all his public takes have been a joke (at least during the period I followed him)
@kneisseh Si je comprends bien ça implique que le possesseur de ces 80k BTC depuis 2011 ait des alertes pour avoir vu les txs avec les messages sur ses adresses, puis ait décidé de mieux sécuriser ses fonds. Le hack me parait beaucoup plus probable !
@issamsatoshi Intéressant, c'est pas le format le plus digeste pour lire sur le sujet mais c'est pertinent! La question maintenant c'est combien de BTC sur de vieux wallets sont vulnérables à ce genre d'attaque ?
@warrenhardthing @BigRachii_@cburniske It's underperforming now but it doesn't mean it changed his thesis. He wasn't talking about a quick 10x, and that's the issue when you follow but on a different timeframe...
@69HermanGerman@ercwl Was thinking the same but the eagles could prevent the hunter from being really effective if he has only a hunting rifle... So would go with crocodiles + eagles
Negative Visualization Exercise: World War 2
You're no longer scrolling X.
You're in London during WW2.
It's the height of the Blitz.
For 57 nights straight, the Nazi planes have bombed your city.
The air is thick with smoke, dust, and the stench of burning flesh.
Your street no longer exists.
Your neighbor's house was hit last night.
They pulled his wife and two children from the rubble this morning.
Only the mother was breathing.
You haven’t had a full night’s sleep in weeks.
Whenever you drift off, the sirens wake you.
The sirens ring loud again.
You grab your gas mask and run to the shelter.
You clutch your younger sister’s hand.
She hasn’t spoken since the night your father’s factory was bombed.
You don’t know if he made it out.
You haven’t seen him in days.
The shelter is packed.
The walls shake as the bombs fall.
Each explosion sends dust raining down from the ceiling.
A baby is screaming.
An old man whispers a prayer.
You squeeze your sister’s hand and close your eyes.
You pray:
"Please. If there's a god—get me out of here. Transport me to a future far, far away."
And then—
Boom.
You wake up. Your prayer was answered.
You're in 2025 scrolling social media.
You're not cowering in a shelter.
Your home is still standing.
Your family is alive.
You live in the age of abundance.
As the tears roll down your face, you like this tweet and carry on scrolling.
"I'm not going to complain today."
The end.