@1rorycowan That is a bit like arguing the Irish rebellion against the English settlers started in 1916, as opposed to say, with the plantation of Ireland 300 years earlier. Padraig Pearse broke the ceasefire.
Peter Thiel: Europe will never have massive tech companies because they fear success.
"In Silicon Valley, there's this pornography of failure. You talk about all your failures, and this somehow means you're going to succeed."
"In the social democratic European societies, it's acceptable to be moderately successful, it's not acceptable to be wildly successful. If you have a successful company that's starting to grow, it will get short-circuited, and you'll sell the company. You'll never get to an enormous company if you sell it along the way."
"The single most important decision in the history of Facebook— summer of 2006. It was two years into the company. We got an acquisition offer for $1B from Yahoo to buy the company. There were three of us on the board— Mark Zuckerberg, myself, and another VC. We had a meeting to decide if we should take the $1B."
"The two of us thought it was a lot of money, we should maybe take it. Mark started the board meeting— 'this is a pro forma thing, we're just going to talk about this for 10 minutes. Obviously we're not taking it.'"
"Any super big tech company is one where you've been offered multiple times for people to buy it, and you've chosen never to sell it. You're not that afraid of success."
"In Europe, the answer is to check out sooner rather than later and go back to the decade-long vacation that people are on in Europe."
@Muinchille@2ndNewMoon Ireland’s attitudes to Israel broadly correlate with that of younger American Jews. 2 in 5 under 40 believe Israel is an apartheid state. The figure for Ireland is approx 3.5 out of 5 for all ages. Are those 2 in 5 American Jews anti Semitic.
@Sulkhan Are you unaware of history. Ukraine decided democratically to be neutral. The govt was overthrown in a US backed coup. Contemporary Opinion polls showed clear majorities against the coup.
@Seeer501@Glenn_Diesen That is the question. Who are the plucky rebels. Is it Russia rebelling against NATO? Ukraine rebelling against Russia. Donetsk rebelling against Ukraine? It would have been much simpler if America had simply left Ukraine neutral like the vast majority of them voted for.
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Only idiots and Britain haters blame Churchill for the Bengal Famine
This myth only became popular in 2010 after a ridiculous book was published by a far-left journalist with no historical training
This is what REALLY happened:
1. A cyclone hit Bengal in 1942, destroying crops
2. They were already suffering from the worst rice brown spot epidemic on record
3. Normally in a famine grain would be imported from Burma, Malaya, Phillipines, Thailand etc. But WW2 ws raging and our Japanese enemy now controlled those areas
4. The Japanese had bombed Indian ports, which also destroyed grain
5. Shipping grain in was hugely dangerous because Japanese fleet was blockading the Bay of Bengal and sinking ships
Remember, the Axis powers were sinking one ship every day and had sunk around a million tons of shipping in 1942.
6. On top of that local Indian speculative traders were unforgivably HOARDING grain. With inflation rife, this was classic wartime speculation as they could make (and expected to make) much more money by hoarding rather than selling immediately.
7. Local government and administrators were slow to act and initially told the UK government there was enough grain in Bengal.
One can blame the democratically elected Government of Bengal, people like Huseyn Shaheed Suhrawardy (Minister of Civil Supplies for the newly formed Muslim League) and Sir John Herbert (the Governor of Bengal) for exacerbating conditions in the Bengal Famine. But not Churchill.
What did Churchill do? Everything he could.
Remember also, he was thousands of miles away in a different continent fighting the Second World War and preparing for D-Day.
Yet despite all his other commitments he worked hard to save the people of Bengal.
1. When the British government found out about the famine’s severity in August 1943, they authorised around 1 million tons of grain to be shipped to India between then and December 1944.
2. Churchill pushed Australia to send wheat
3. Churchill personally requested shipping assistance from U.S. President Roosevelt in April 1944 to transport it from Australia. Roosevelt declined, stating US ships were needed for the Pacific campaign and the upcoming D-Day operations.
4. Thanks to Churchill grain arrived from Iraq (barley), and Canada as well as Australia.
5. Crucially, Churchill was responsible for appointing the man who played such a pivotal role in stopping the Bengal Famine: Field Marshal Wavell. Wavell knew India and its people extremely well and was a magician of logistics. He drafted in the army to move food supplies and halted the famine.
Why are tax payers funding Helen Cammock's ignorant, anti-British propaganda at the @NPGLondon?
@themaddierune Billy bob thornton auditioned for a role in Hollywood to play a southerner who just got off the bus. He was told his accent was wrong. He replied, I literally just got off that bus. In a Joe rogan interview. .
"In the first war, I did," he answered. "But afterward I felt weird about fleeing because Israel told us to evacuate."
"It felt like accepting their control over my home, as if it's part of their territory. Leaving would mean they control where I live: my home, my homeland."
If, when you say regulation, you mean the dead and clammy hand of the commissar—the gentleman who has never in his life built a single thing, drafting rules to govern a thing he cannot define, to be enforced by men who cannot read them; if you mean the form in triplicate, the impact assessment upon the impact assessment, the compliance officer who breeds, in the warm dark of the org chart, further compliance officers unto the third and fourth generation; if you mean the moat—the deep cold moat that the giant digs around his own castle and christens, with a perfectly straight face, public safety—the drawbridge he hauls up behind himself the very instant he is across, lest any hungrier and hungrier man should follow; if you mean the precautionary principle, which, had it governed our grandfathers, would have banned the wheel pending further study of the hill, and left us yet shivering and raw in the mouth of the cave, blessing its excellent ventilation; if you mean the European disease—that magnificent open-air museum of a continent, which produces in our time precisely two things in great abundance, and they are regulation, and the eloquent and well-footnoted regret of cultivated men explaining at length why they have produced nothing else; if you mean the license required to think, the permission slip for honest arithmetic, the king’s wax stamp pressed upon the forehead of every new idea before it may draw its first breath; if you mean the agency dispatched, with trumpets, to slay a single dragon, which arrives at the cave, surveys the accommodations, and moves in—and spends the ensuing century laying eggs and devouring the very villagers it was sworn to defend; if you mean the startup that perishes not of the market’s honest verdict but of the filing fee, the genius decamping by the next tide to a freer and warmer shore; if you mean the law that arrives, faithful as the swallows, exactly one whole epoch too late—helmeted, plumed, and magnificently armed—to regulate the stagecoach—then certainly, my friends, I am against it.
But—but, my friends—if, when you say regulation, you mean instead the humble steel guardrail upon the mountain road at midnight, the very thing you curse on the easy days and bless on your knees the one night the fog comes down; if you mean the brakes—for it is the brakes, and not the engine alone, that permit a sane man to drive fast and yet arrive alive—and the buttress, without which no cathedral was ever flung so high, but only in spite of which, but because of which; if you mean the meat inspector, who is the single homely reason a man may eat a sausage in this republic without first composing his last will and testament; if you mean the firebreak cut clean through the forest before the dry season of the burning, the smallpox cordon, the buoy that marks the channel, the rule of the road that lets ten thousand strangers hurtle past one another in the dark at fearful speed and arrive, by its quiet grace, every one of them home; if you mean the honest scale and the true weight, the reason a pound is a pound and a dollar a dollar from Natchez to Nome; if you mean the firm and decent wall between the counterfeit voice and the widow’s bank account, between the deepfaked candidate and the ballot box on the eve of the vote, between the loosed and loveless machine and the schoolyard it neither knows nor pities; if you mean the simple plank of law that says the strong shall not, in the gray dawn, feed the weak quietly into the furnace and sell the rising smoke as progress; if you mean, in the end, the one slender thread of trust without which no citizen will ever dare to use the marvelous thing at all—for where there is no rule there is no trust, and where there is no trust there is no commerce, and a miracle that no man dares to touch is no miracle, but only a handsome and expensive ghost—then certainly I am for it.
This is my stand. I will not retreat from it. I will not compromise one inch of it.