"I'm a K9 officer in central Ohio. Five years ago I drove down to the training facility to pick out my dog from a litter of twelve German Shepherd puppies. By the time I got there, eleven had already been claimed by other officers. The one left was the smallest. Nobody had wanted him. I took him home anyway. Last spring, that dog dragged me 47 feet across the asphalt of a gas station parking lot with three rounds in my vest, and bit a man who was walking up with a handgun to finish what he had started. I'm alive because of the runt of the litter. I'm Officer Brennan Vasiliev. I'm 38 years old. I'm with the Franklin County Sheriff's Office in central Ohio. I've been a deputy for 13 years. I've been in the K9 unit for the last six. I want to tell you about how I ended up with Hero. In April of 2020, our department was rotating two new K9 officers into our existing unit. I had finally moved up the waiting list after four years of trying. I had been a patrol deputy with a clean record, an above-average pistol score, and the kind of dog-handling background — I had grown up on a working farm in southeast Ohio with two working dogs my whole childhood — that made me a reasonable candidate. I was the junior of the two new K9 handlers. The other handler, a senior deputy named Sergeant Marcus Holloway who had been with the unit before and was returning after taking time off to recover from a back injury, had first pick. The selection day was on a Tuesday in late April of 2020. We drove down to a working-line German Shepherd breeder in southern Ohio called Riverstone Kennels, run by a woman named Petra Linde who has been training and supplying police K9s for 26 years. The litter she had for us was twelve puppies. Eight weeks old. Working-line stock, bred from imported European parents. All twelve had been pre-tested for trainability, drive, nerve, and structure by Petra and our department's training officer over the previous two weeks. Eleven puppies had been picked already by handlers from other departments who had come through over the previous week. When Sergeant Holloway and I arrived, one puppy remained. He was in a small grass-fenced play area by himself. The other puppies of his litter had all been collected and prepared for transport to their new departments. He was alone in the play yard. He was the smallest of the litter. Petra told us he had weighed in at the bottom of the litter every week of his life. He had been the last one to nurse. He had been the last one to walk. He had passed his trainability tests — Petra would not have offered him to a police department if he hadn't — but he had passed them at the bottom of the curve. He was eight weeks old. He weighed about eleven pounds. He had oversized paws and ears that were just starting to stand up. He had the standard black-and-tan coloring of a working-line Shepherd, with one small white spot on the tip of his chest. Sergeant Holloway looked at the file Petra handed him. He looked at the puppy in the play yard. He looked at me. He said, "Vasiliev. You came up the waiting list. You take him. I'll wait for the next litter." I said, "Sarge. You have first pick. He's yours if you want him." Sergeant Holloway said, "Vasiliev. I have two herniated discs and I'm 49 years old. I need a dog with a build that's already developed. I'll wait two more months for Petra's June litter. You take this one. Take care of him." I walked into the play yard. The puppy was sitting in the grass with his back to me, watching a butterfly. I knelt down about six feet from him. He turned around. He stood up on his oversized paws. He walked right up to me and he sat down on top of my left boot. I want to tell you what happened next, what I named him on the drive home, and what he did five years later when three rounds came through my vest in a gas station parking lot in central Ohio."
Don’t force life. Flow with it. Move at your own pace in a world addicted to speed. Don’t chase every trend. Don’t follow other's path. You don’t have to want what everyone else wants. Create your own rhythm. Quiet mornings. Slow coffee. Simple meals. Meditation. Long walks with your own thoughts. Books that take weeks to finish. Music that calms you. A small circle of people who feel like home. Live a private life nobody needs to understand. Some people will call it boring. Let them. Depth over noise. Always.
The World Cup absolutely mogs every other sporting event. It’s what the Olympics wishes it was X100.
You’ve got Europeans road-tripping across America and having their minds blown by Buc-ee’s and Bass Pro Shops. You’ve got a small Kansas town falling in love with an Algerian club that chose Kansas City as their homebase. You’ve got South Korea training in Utah to prepare for the altitude in Guadalajara.
For one month, the whole world forgets we’re supposed to hate each other over differences that barely matter. It’s the closest thing we have to world peace.
There’s some quirk in physics where, if there’s a small hole in a bag of mulch it will leak all over your vehicle.
But if you rip a giant hole in the bag and try to dump it out into your landscaping, almost none will fall out.
This New Glenn rocket explosion released 20% of the energy of the Hiroshima atomic bomb and that wasn't even the bad part:
→ The pad: LC-36 is the only pad on Earth that launches New Glenn and now it's gone. Over $1B to build. SpaceX needed 7 months to rebuild after a similar hit.
→ The deadline: Amazon needs 1,618 satellites up by July 30 to keep its FCC license. It has ~300. The rocket that was supposed to help fix that just blew up twice in a row
SpaceX made us believe that landing rockets on barges was a normal expectation. Turns out rocket science is hard after all. Wishing the team a speedy recovery 🚀
Was not ready for Eric Church to deliver the best commencement speech I’ve ever heard.
Six guitar strings. Six pillars of a life.
Faith. Family. Spouse. Ambition. Community. You.
Tune them when you’re whole, not just when you’re broken.
Watch the whole thing.
The 5 Laws Everyone Should Know
1. The Dunning - Kruger Effect:
The less you know, the more certain you feel. The more you learn, the more you realize how much you don’t. Ignorance breeds confidence. Mastery breeds humility.
2. Parkinson's Law:
Work expands to fill the time you give it. That “busy” feeling? It’s often poor structure, not hard work. Shorten the deadline you'll find focus.
3. The Pareto Principle (80/20 Rule):
80% of your results come from 20% of your actions. Identify that 20% and double down. The rest is noise disguised as productivity.
4. Hanlon's Razor:
Never attribute to malice what can be explained by stupidity or carelessness. Most people aren't out to get you - they're just distracted. Don't take neglect personally.
5. The Peter Principle:
People rise to their level of incompetence. Great employees often make terrible managers. Success in one role doesn't guarantee skill in the next.
Getting regularly involved in foolish arguments and energy-wasting drama usually means that you have too much free time.
Most people’s problems are in their mind, and they disappear once they are finally focused on goals that actually matter.
Introverts don’t “lose” arguments , they walk away from them. Not because they can’t win, but because they already know how it would end. They read you like a book. They understand how you think, how you reason, where your ideas come from and where they fall apart. They know the sources behind your “sources.”
But they value peace more than a temporary ego boost. They’re not interested in proving a point to someone who just wants to be right. So they just nod and smile and say, “You’re right.”
But you won't get it.