reminds me of the luxury beliefs discourse:
I like to call this “poorface” - performing a hardscrabble origin you didn’t have. The problem becomes when actual poor people, who do not have huge amounts of resources, try to imitate the path of people who do poorface. Hollywood’s talent pipeline increasingly rewards narratives of marginalization while paying less attention to class, creating incentives for affluent artists to emphasize hardship and understate resources.
great article: https://t.co/r3vCK6jP50
Alex Karp CEO @PalantirTech on dead hangs:
“The single biggest mistake people make is they try to hang every day. You need recovery. It's like anything else. So if you wanna mimic and get progress, you just do what I do, which is once a week, you hang as long as you can. It doesn't have to be super macho. And then that's your day. So, like, just say you can do one thirty. But multiple sets? Or No. No. No. One day a week, you do your maximum. So, like, let's say you could do two minutes. Okay. You try to do at least one thirty. You fight to get to one thirty, but you don't fight to get to two minutes. Got it. That's your dead hang in. And then you can basically fuck around the next day."
https://t.co/ljgAbw916I
how Spotify CEO @eldsjal convinced Dara @dkhos to become Uber CEO:
“I was at the Sun Valley Conference, Allen and Company conference, and was having a drink with Daniel Ek and my wife. And Daniel said, hey, Dara. Did a headhunter call you? I recommended you for the job. I thought you'd be great for the job. And I was like, oh, that's why it happened. Like, what are you, crazy? And he said, well, I think you'd be great for the job. And I said, listen. I've been at Expedia for thirteen years. I'm so happy with what I'm doing. And I remember Daniel looks at me. He's like, Dara, since when is life about happiness? Interesting comment. He's like, it's about impact. Uber is a company that has impact on the world. It's important. It's in trouble. Why wouldn't you take a shot at this? I think you'd be great. I think a lot of people come to Uber because of the impact that the company has in the world. We are shaping how the world moves. We're a huge part of people's lives.”
https://t.co/NyHjY5pkMc
I feel for the ZEC holders who got rekt. Truly.
It’s true that in life very few people are actually looking out for you. But what’s often understated is that there’s a massive difference between normal self-interest and people who seem to lack any moral framework at all, people who treat harming or extracting from others as if it’s the backbone of their entire life philosophy.
With ZEC, everything from the people around the project since inception to the ones promoting it of late pointed to something darker than self-interest: a total absence of honor, restraint, and moral consequence.
There’s a difference between realizing you’re in this alone and nobody is looking out for you, and realizing some people will actively destroy you if it means they can make more money or achieve their goals.
The early Anthropic employee with $100mm of M2M value will look at what to buy after and quickly realize snap bidding QQQ will not diversify them at all, the market is almost entirely comprised of AI related beta.
Bitcoin is the only true diversification.
In America, a stranger will rename you in a single breath, and you are simply expected to come when called.
I went to eat at a busy restaurant. A young man at the front asked for my name, to mark my place in line. I gave it the weight it has carried for eight hundred years.
"Nobunaga."
He smiled, nodded, and wrote it down with great confidence. Then he read it back to me, to be sure he had honored it correctly.
"Perfect. Banana, party of one."
Banana. He had heard my name, held it a moment, and returned to me something rounder and more cheerful. To refuse the name a host gives is to refuse his welcome. I bowed. I was Banana now.
Then he handed me a small black disc, said it would "light up and buzz" when my table was ready, and turned to the next guest as though he had not just placed a living thing in my hands.
I held it in both palms, the way one holds a small sleeping beast that may wake. I found a place to stand. I waited, ready.
It woke.
It screamed. It flashed red. It leapt and shook in my hands like a captured spirit demanding release. A lesser man would have dropped it. I did not. I gripped it, steady, looked into its blinking lights, and told it, in a low voice, that its time had come. Then I carried it back to the host with both hands, the way one returns a hawk to its master.
He took it without looking and shouted across the entire room.
"BANANA! Party of one, your table's ready!"
A hundred strangers turned. I rose. I crossed that floor as Banana, spine straight, chin level, a man answering to his name. A child pointed at me. I gave the child a small bow. He had recognized me.
All through the meal they kept me. "How's it tasting, Banana?" "More water, Banana?" The check, when it came, said Banana, and thanked me for visiting. By the end the whole staff knew me. They waved as I left. "Night, Banana!"
So tell me honestly.
For eight hundred years my clan answered to one name. Tonight I answered to a fruit, calmed a screaming relic in my bare hands, and ate among people who were glad I came.
When the little disc lights up, is the table truly mine, or am I only keeping it warm for the next Banana?
Because I have already decided to return on Friday, and to ask, very humbly, for the same disc.
I still don't understand how I was ever able to get up at the crack of dawn, be at school by 7:30, study seven different subjects, speak a foreign language for a bit, get 45 minutes of exercise, play a musical instrument, deal with school drama, maybe play a sport, get home and study some more before I went to bed, and all of it without a single drop of coffee. Like seriously who was that person.
when i REALLY want to remember something - like the below - i will:
-save it to an Anki deck
-save it in a running log of random notes
-save it to a Quotes page
i also have reminders to regularly review the above
it's obsessive and i probably need help. but it works :)
a big reason i invest in @bittensor $TAO is that i believe in its mission of decentralized AI and permissionless blockchain-based incentives.
sometimes crypto gets so caught up in number-go-up and make money now that we forget investing is also a way to support and advocate for the world we want to see (and build).
that was also why i believed in bitcoin and ethereum from early on, and it helped me hodl through terribly long bear markets.
belief matters. mission matters. the "why" matters.
the below took me 25, 30 years to *mostly* internalize - it can hold a particularly powerful grip over asian families (and societies) where seniority, hierarchy, elder values are implicit and unquestioned
Because children rely entirely upon adults for survival, they usually cannot allow themselves to see that important adults are distorted or defensive. They simply assume that adults are correct. This is a primitive emotional safeguard. The emotional logic here is this: if my caregiver is wrong, I am unsafe; but if I am wrong about myself, I can be fixed, forgiven and even loved. In this context, the child pursues the only workable option: turning the adult’s projection inward.
not done reading yet, but incredible article: https://t.co/pQENMeEmJk