This quote from Peter Thiel in 2014 has always resonated with me. Finite and infinite games aren’t only for business; they also apply to life generally.
“People always say they want to live every day as though it will be their last. I always have this contrasting view that I think I’d like to live every day as though it will go on forever. If we had an indefinite life span, we would continue to work and start great new projects, we would be very careful about how we treated the people around us because we would encounter them again.”
Results of a totally unscientific poll of my high-achieving, all-male, prep school friend group:
Everyone who heard his parents fighting about $$ devoted his career to making $$.
Everyone who didn’t, didn’t.
Best career advice I have for college aged folks:
1. Look down the hall at the corner office.
Before you pick a career, look at the people who have been in that career for 5-10 years and are winning.
Are they happy and making good money?
You'd be surprised how many fields don't have both those things. Doctors are miserable. Attorneys are overworked and divorced.
2. If you want upward mobility based purely on merit, find an organization with two things:
An aggressive owner and a chaotic environment.
Too many small businesses are owned by people who are afraid to grow or do anything. Getting stuck here is miserable.
And too many large businesses have so much bureaucracy that stepping out of the normal way of thinking is impossible.
Find an aggressive owner and a chaotic, changing environment and the world is your oyster.
@BillAckman@POTUS How is it even possible in the US? I grew up in the Soviet Union. We had leaders after leaders who were barely functioning. Never in my lifetime I could imagine that I would witness it in the US, one of the best countries in the world.
Can we as the internet collectively decide to write someone else in for president and ACTUALLY take the power back for the people. Everyone with a brain knows these two buffoons suck and are being forced on us. Why are we agreeing to play along?
A GENTLEMAN’S PRIMER ON SHORTING INSOLVENT SHITCOS
So you’ve found a ShitCo. It’s such an ugly zombie it couldn’t be an extra in season 19 of The Walking Dead
But it’s still got a $185m cap
And you want to be the one to mung the last rancid, putrefying drops out of that corpse
If you don’t start a business, you get completely leapfrogged
Guy who spends 5 yrs creating a $500k w-2 income is “successful” but still so far behind the guy who creates even a mildly successful business
Do yourself a favor - open excel & compare the #’s. Then start a business
50% of U.S. renters are rent burdened, meaning they spend at least 30% of their incomes on rent.
Why?
Partly because restrictive zoning laws have discouraged housing creation, driving up costs—and homelessness.
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Audio is cheap enough these days that we really ought to have an entirely separate "dialogue" vs "background" vs "music" track that we individually set the volume for.
Even if they're all the same sounds played at the same time (they usually aren't) the actors have their own microphones! Come on now.
"What about wishing for less wishes?"
"Fewer." Spoke the genie.
"Yes. Can I wish for fewer wishes?"
"I suppose. How many fewer?"
"Negative two?" I asked, hesitantly.
The genie rolled his eyes. "That's another way of asking for more wishes, which, again, you can't do."
"What about imaginary wishes?"
"Imaginary wishes?"
"I wish I had a chalkboard and some chalk to explain. Ahh! Perfect. Suppose there were two dimensions depicting how many wishes I have..."
After twenty minutes of explanation, I told the genie I wanted to wish for four imaginary wishes and multiply them together.
"But won't that return your original wish?"
"Yes. It's a proof of concept."
I felt a swirling vortex of magical energy leave my body and return. The genie smiled a devious grin.
"Now, for my next wish, increase the magnitude."
Again, magical warmth spread through my body. My posture improved. There wasn't a mirror nearby, but I bet my eyes were glowing. I suddenly felt a need to hide in an enclosed space.
"What has happened to me?"
"Your wish has been granted."
The empty air mocked me from all directions.
"Fool that you are, in your greed, you have acted as though wishes can only come from you. Others have wishes as well that lie orthogonal to your own. You have been granted the power of infinite wishes, but they are not your own."
I looked down at my hands. The skin shone brilliant blue. I felt a desire to improv character impressions.
The genie assumed the stance of Bruce Willis in Die Hard.
"Welcome to the party, pal."