An F-16 pilot called for a priority landing because his aircraft was running “a bit peaked.” Air traffic control told him that he was number two, behind a B-52 that had one engine shut down.
“Ah,” the F-16 pilot remarked, “The dreaded seven-engine approach.”
I needed to move a sofa.
I mentioned this to an American. He said, "You know anybody with a truck?"
I did not know anybody with a truck.
He looked at me with real concern. Not pity. Concern. The way you look at a man who has told you he does not have a name.
"You gotta know somebody with a truck."
I asked how one acquires such a person.
He said, "You just do."
This is the third time I have received that answer in this country. It is the answer to everything here. You just do. There is no process. There is only the eventual fact of having.
He said, "Ask Kevin."
I do not know a Kevin. He said Kevin like I should. He said it the way you say a shared uncle.
I met Kevin four days later. Kevin owns a truck. Kevin does not own a truck for himself. Nobody owns a truck for themselves. Kevin owns a truck for a fifteen mile radius.
Inside I said: THIS MAN HAS TAKEN A VOW. HE DID NOT ANNOUNCE IT. HE SIMPLY PURCHASED A BED AND ACCEPTED THE CONSEQUENCES.
Kevin arrived on Saturday. He brought the truck. He also brought a second man.
I had not asked for a second man.
The second man's name is Tony. Tony came because Kevin came. Tony did not know me. Tony did not ask what we were moving. Tony brought gloves.
They moved the sofa in eleven minutes.
I offered them money. Both of them laughed at the same time, which felt rehearsed and was not.
I asked what I owed them.
Kevin said, "Buy the pizza."
That is the price. That is the entire economy. The truck costs one pizza and the pizza is not negotiable and the pizza is also not expensive and everyone knows what size.
Inside I said: THE FEE IS FIXED ACROSS THE ENTIRE NATION AND WAS SET BY NO ONE.
We ate on the floor because the sofa was against the wall and none of us wanted to be the first to sit on it.
Tony told me his daughter plays soccer. I asked if she is good. He said, "She's aggressive."
I still think about that.
Three weeks later, Kevin texted me.
"You free Sunday? Helping Tony move a fridge."
He did not ask if I wanted to. He informed me of a fridge.
Inside I said: I HAVE BEEN CALLED UP. I DID NOT ENLIST. THE PAPERS WERE FILED ON MY BEHALF.
I went. I moved the fridge. I have no truck. I contributed only arms.
Afterward, a man I had never met asked me if I knew anybody with a truck.
I said, "Yeah, I got a guy."
I have a guy.
I am somebody's guy now, too. Tony has told two people about me.
He describes me as "the guy who's strong for his size."
I have never been prouder of a sentence in my life.
Mi TOC me hizo bajar el giga de datos del nuevo puente Chaco-Corrientes, pero por mi sanidad mental lo leo y voy a compartir de a poco.
Algunos datos:
Se barajaron 3 opciones, norte, centro-sur y sur.
La ganadora es la más adecuada para servir TAMBIÉN como vínculo Rcia-Ctes
La cuestión es que ese concepto de imperialismo solo incluye a Estados Unidos y no los imperialismos chino, ruso, iraní y saudí, porque piensan con un esquema mental binario anclado en la Guerra Fría. Reducen el imperialismo a Occidente y relativizan los imperialismos no occidentales. No pueden aceptar que un régimen que se opone a Estados Unidos pueda ser una dictadura asesina y opresora, con capacidad de expansión, influencia y armado de milicias en todo Medio Oriente. Si un sistema desafía al orden occidental automáticamente asumen que está “del lado bueno” aunque subordine a las mujeres, persiga minorías, restrinja libertades y reemplace la soberanía popular por mandato religioso, o sea todo lo que ustedes supuestamente combaten en el plano local. Es decir, los derechos que defienden se supeditan a la ubicación geográfica y geopolítica del régimen que los viola. Y como no lo pueden argumentar eso racionalmente, acusan de facho a todo aquel que los contradice.
I am the only person in my family that can torrent. My parents couldn't and my children don't have to. All this knowledge will die with me. Like tears in rain.
...plata efectiva, millones y millones de dolares, a un negocio de riesgo, de larguisimo plazo, con una rentabilidad miserable. Se hace ganadería de cria por amor al arte, y una actividad así solo tiende a desaparecer.
> Skiers are usually type A personalities hyped on ambition and precision and perhaps a bump or two of the white stuff (not the snow, mind you).
> Boarders are nomadic potheads in oversized pants, shredding the gnar and letting the vibes flow as they drift through the slopes.
Society only functions if there is Pareto distribution of skiers to snowboarders: 80%-20%
Any more than 20% of boarders means civilization collapses
One reason why the golden age of travel was in the 1920-1980 time frame is because prior to the standardization of parts and processes internationally, local materials cultures varied much more widely. A screw in France wasn’t congruent with one in Turkey and so forth. This had important ramifications for the textures of how things felt and looked on the ground
Something similar here with Glass and his radio. Today music consumption is mostly digital. It’s delivered by the same few platforms. Everyone can listen to their own feed. So you get kaleidoscopes of sounds as opposed to the gradients that Glass experienced
El contrato social del alcohol es muy interesante. Desinhibe haciendo que todo el mundo que bebe en un grupo se convierta en igual de vulnerable. No es algo consciente pero el no bebedor no se percibe simplemente como alguien que ha elegido no beber, sino como alguien que no ha firmado el contrato, que se niega a participar en el ritual.
Mientras los demás bajan la guardia, el que no bebe permanece lúcido, contenido, intacto.
Esa asimetría genera incomodidad. El sobrio se convierte en un observador cuando el resto se ha ofrecido como participante. No es que el no bebedor haga algo mal, pero no comparte la vulnerabilidad.
De ahí que se cuestione al no bebedor. No creo que nadie lo haga conscientemente, repito. No es que quieran volverte alcohólico, es que se ha creado una asimetría incómoda.
a weird thing ive noticed about people who actually have money...
they all have at least one story like this
not joking
every wealthy person i know has some "hack" they discovered that sounds crazy but saved them thousands
the temu watch guy
the guy who flies first class for $50 using points glitches
the guy who negotiated his rent down 40% by just asking
the guy who gets free hotel rooms by offering "exposure"
meanwhile broke people pay full price for everything and think "thats just how it works"
the difference isnt intelligence
its the belief that rules are negotiable
wealthy people assume everything has a workaround
broke people assume everything is fixed
i used to pay for everything at face value
then i spent time around people with money and realized they question every transaction
"why does this cost that"
"what if i offered this instead"
"who can i talk to about getting this cheaper"
they treat life like a video game where cheat codes exist
because they do
the temu watch hack isnt about watches
its about understanding that the person who refuses to accept the first price always wins
and the person who pays without asking always loses
most people reading this will think "thats too much effort"
and thats exactly why theyll keep paying $200 bribes while someone else pays $1
the hack is the mindset
the watches are just the execution
One of my profs said before a big presentation she’d unscrew the screws on the glass conference table a bit, bc the clients (who were all men) would always lean down on the table and when the screws were loose it wobbled, so they’d apologize and it completely changed the dynamic