Less than 100 miles away, about 50 tons of steel and copper are spinning at exactly 3,600 RPM. A giant rotor slews magnetic fields through copper windings and, per Faraday and Maxwell, induces a synchronized 60 Hz sine wave across an entire grid.
That electromagnetic wave propagates through grain oriented silicon steel, laminated transformer cores, kilometers of aluminum conductor steel reinforced cable, SF₆ insulated switchgear, substations switching hundreds of kilovolts, distribution transformers, oxygen free copper wiring, silicon MOSFETs, ferrites, multilayer ceramic capacitors, and the USB C cable plugged into my phone.
There, power feeds a capacitive touchscreen. A transparent matrix of indium tin oxide is deposited on glass. The controller continuously scans the grid. My finger changes the mutual capacitance by a fraction of a picofarad, perturbing the local electric field just enough for dedicated analog front ends to detect before software reconstructs the touch.
Iron ore. Bauxite. Silica sand. Copper ore. Lithium brines. Rare earths.
Refined. Alloyed. Crystallized. Doped. Implanted. Deposited. Etched. Polished.
We purified sand into nearly perfect single crystal silicon, grew boules, sliced wafers, placed dopant atoms with nanometer precision, fabricated chips containing tens of billions of transistors, synchronized them with clocks billions of times per second, and engineered them to execute matrix multiplications at a scale no human could comprehend.
Somewhere along the way, matmuls started to look like us.
That is an astonishing thought.
The towers of abstraction are staggering. No one person built this. No one person fully understands it. Yet every morning millions of people wake up tired, answer emails, argue over specifications, chase margins, fix defects, make payroll, and try to cover their mortgages. Somehow the whole machine keeps humming.
A planetary Swiss watch assembled from physics, markets, bureaucracy, ambition, error, and human necessity.
And after all of that, I touch a piece of conductive glass and step into the Roman forum of modern thought, where millions of minds test ideas against one another in real time.
Clockwork humanity.
It staggers the mind.
.@altcap 100% correct! Direct deposits into kids’ accounts — completely cutting the Gov’t out of the process — is the ultimate way for our children to grow up invested in the capitalist system. They need skin in the game to protect it from the takers.
This interview gives me Fannie and Freddie PTSD. Two companies were put into conservatorship in 2008 with the goal of returning them to safe and sound status and the markets. Instead, the Obama Administration with Parrott and DeMarco came in and took everything through the Net Worth Sweep starting in 2012.
Only now are we finally positioned to exit conservatorship, with the Gov’t still sitting on an 80% stake worth over $400 billion (via warrants). Maybe the Trump Administration could direct some of those funds into Trump Accounts and give the next generation a real leg up.
@EphraimH1980 Before digging into the details, it’s worth remembering that the anti-GSE narrative, aka The Big Lie, has always been a distraction from the industrialized fraud that defines the private label securitization industry. Bright advocates on behalf of fraudsters.
@EphraimH1980 Before digging into the details, it’s worth remembering that the anti-GSE narrative, aka The Big Lie, has always been a distraction from the industrialized fraud that defines the private label securitization industry. Bright advocates on behalf of fraudsters.
As the Wisconsin moved in close to bombard enemy positions, a North Korean artillery crew — whether out of desperation, bravado, or a catastrophic lapse in judgment — opened fire on her. Their shells struck. One punched through the shield of a 40mm gun mount, injured three sailors, and left a scar on the ship's hull.
That was the first and only time in her entire career the Wisconsin was ever hit by an enemy.
She did not take it well.
Within moments, the crew of Big Wisky swung all three of her massive turrets toward the shore. All nine barrels. Nine guns, each one wider than a grown man is tall, each one loaded with a 2,700-pound shell the size of a small car. The order was given. The ship shuddered. The coastline shook. The North Korean battery — along with quite a lot of real estate around it — ceased to exist.
The response had been so fast, so total, and so wildly disproportionate that the officers aboard USS Buck, the destroyer escorting the Wisconsin, could barely believe what they had just witnessed. They reached for their signal lamp and sent a short, dry message blinking across the water toward the battleship:
"TEMPER TEMPER."
Wisconsin's crew, apparently not done, signaled right back:
"But they started it."
And that was that. No North Korean or Chinese force attempted to hit the USS Wisconsin for the remainder of the Korean War. When you fire a full broadside from the most heavily armed battleship in the world in response to a single artillery round, you tend to discourage future attempts.
Okay this is genuinely insane.
SpaceX just unveiled a satellite whose only job is to run AI. Not internet. Not GPS. Just compute, floating in orbit.
It's called AI1, and the reason behind it breaks your brain.
AI data centers on Earth are hitting a wall, not a chip wall, a physics wall.
They need staggering amounts of power and water just to stay cool, and we're running out of grid and land to build them.
So Musk's answer is: stop building them on Earth.
In orbit, the sun never sets. Free power, 24/7. No water for cooling, you just radiate heat into the vacuum of space. The two things choking AI on the ground barely exist up there.
And here's the wild part: Musk says it's easier to build than a Starlink satellite. Strip out the complex antennas and it's "a lot of solar cells, a radiator, and some laser links."
One AI1 carries the compute of an Nvidia GB300 rack, the same hardware data centers fight over down here.
AI1 is just the first one. The plan is a constellation of up to a million of them.
And the timing isn't an accident, SpaceX goes public this week at a ~$1.75 trillion target. This isn't a rocket company anymore. It's positioning itself as the power grid for AI, in space.
The race for AI compute just left the planet. Literally.
@SpaceX
No surprise @nytimes quoting Jim Parrott to claim Pulte’s new DNI role kills any Fannie & Freddie release or recap. It's false.
Reminder: Parrott’s 2012 email (used in multiple lawsuits) admitted the net worth sweep was designed so FNMA / FMCC couldn't escape government conservatorship.
Swamp is gonna swamp.
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Congratulations to @pulte on the appointment to serve as Acting Director of National Intelligence!
Maybe now you can have a look at the rot behind the Net Worth Sweep? These "items" covering up the intent to destroy the companies will certainly be available to you now.
Parrott and DeMarco orchestrated the steal after Fannie's CFO told them the "golden age of profitability" was coming. Three months later, the $100bn+ Deferred Tax Asset write-off reversal went from the GSEs' balance sheets into Obama's Obamacare disaster—while fake news reporters like Ackerman, Carney, and others cheered the nationalization.
Releasing those documents as President Trump pushes the IPO button would increase investor confidence that something like NWS will never happen again and the companies will be worth more as a result! @SecScottBessent
THIS GUY LIVES UNDER SFO'S TAKEOFF PATH SO HE BUILT A CEILING PROJECTOR THAT TRACKS EVERY PLANE FLYING OVER HIS HOUSE IN REAL TIME
he uses a cheap $30 radio receiver to pick up the signals that planes broadcast while flying.
then projects them onto his ceiling in real time
when a jet flies over his house you hear it outside and at the exact same moment a plane glides across his ceiling labeled with the airline, aircraft type, and destination
pure black background so the projector's rectangle disappears and only the aircraft are visible
but he didn't stop at planes
it also draws the real sky behind them. sun, moon, bright stars, constellations, and live satellites including the ISS. all at their true positions for his exact location and time in real time
so he's lying in bed watching the actual night sky projected onto his ceiling with real planes crossing through it as they take off from SFO
there is a huge market for every man alive that runs outside to see the helicopter
vibe coded the whole thing himself with a cheap radio, a projector, and some clever software
CENTCOM: “A U.S. Navy aircraft carrier is essentially a self-contained city at sea. Roughly three football fields long, with over 5,000 Sailors on board, it takes the whole team, both above and below deck, to keep operations running smoothly.”
🚨 IT'S OFFICIAL: President Trump is STAYING at the White House to work all weekend and these are the current terms of a 60-day Iran agreement proposal
1. Unrestricted Strait of Hormuz and mines removed within 30 days
2. US blockade lifted, Iran can sell oil
3. NO NUCLEAR WEAPON agreed to by Iran
4. Uranium disposal and enrichment discussions begin
5. US discusses sanctions and monetary relief
6. Humanitarian aid and goods to Iran discussed
7. Israel-Hezbollah war ends in Lebanon
PLUS, Trump wants the Arab countries to join the Abraham Accords 🔥
HISTORY COULD BE MADE!
@DoNotLose Not sure the "reason they havent been relisted is because they (FNMA) doesnt meet the federal transparency requirements to be listed on NYSE, they refuse to expose all of their financials" part is correct .... but oh well, your milage may vary! I own mostly prefered
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Mildred "Millie" Cox wasn't just part of history-she helped shape it in her own steady, determined way. The kind of woman who didn't ask for recognition, but earned it anyway.
At just 20 years old, while the world was at war and uncertainty filled the air, Millie stepped forward to serve. Back then, women in the Marine Corps were still a rare sight, but she didn't hesitate. She wore the Eagle, Globe, and Anchor with pride, becoming one of the trailblazers who helped open the door for generations to come.
Her work as a stenographer may not have made headlines, but it mattered more than most people realize. In a time when every detail counted, she played her role with precision and dedication-quiet strength that helped keep the mission moving forward.
Being from a family with deep respect for the Marine Corps, stories like Millie's hit a little closer to home. You grow up understanding that wearing that uniform isn't just about service-it's about sacrifice, honor, and carrying something bigger than yourself. Millie lived that, every step of the way.
What stands out most is how she carried those values long after her time in uniform.
Service wasn't something she turned off-it was who she was. In her community, in her family, in the way she lived her life with humility and purpose.
She also shared a remarkable 70-year marriage with her husband, William, a fellow World War Il veteran. That kind of bond— built on shared experience, sacrifice, and loyalty-is something you don't just see, you feel. It's the kind of story that reminds you what that generation was made of.
Living to 102, Millie witnessed a century of change, yet remained rooted in the same strength and character that defined the Greatest Generation.
People like her don't just leave behind memories-they leave a standard. One that reminds all of us, especially those connected to the Corps, what it truly means to serve with honor. 🙏🇺🇸🙏
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A doorbell camera captures two Soldiers—one a battle-hardened Sergeant Major, the other an officer—standing at a family’s door in full dress uniform. They wait with quiet dignity, heads up, eyes steady. The weight of what they’re there to do is written on their faces.
They’re not delivering good news.
As we approach Memorial Day, it’s easy to post flags and barbecues. But this is the real cost. Since our nation’s founding, as many as 1.4 million American service members have made the ultimate sacrifice—fathers, mothers, sons, daughters, brothers, sisters—who never came home.
Every Gold Star family knows that knock. Every folded flag, every name on a wall, every empty seat at the table carries a story of love, duty, and unbearable loss.
Tonight I’m praying for every family who’s ever answered that door. For every name we must never forget. And for the brave men and women in uniform who still carry the hardest mission of all: telling a family their hero is gone.
We owe them everything.
Freedom isn’t free. It’s given by the blood of patriotic heroes.
CHILLS: WATCH as this 104-year-old World War 2 Veteran Dominick Critelli performed the National Anthem on the saxophone the NY Islanders game!
Make this man famous!
#thinblueline#Lawenforcement