PVC sobre Pelé: "Sabe o que é ser Rei?
Ser coroado aos 17 anos e passar os 70 anos seguintes ouvindo que você é o melhor.
Apenas assistam esse vídeo e aprendam a ser brasileiro e respeitem o nosso Rei.
A geração videogame que chegou às redações faz comparações muito sem noção e carregam com eles uma horda de seguidores incapazes de deixar o fanatismo de lado.
A Copa do Mundo vai fazer 100 anos, não tem como comparar dados de épocas tão distantes entre si.
Um exemplo, pra pegar essa mania de eleger o MAIOR DE TODOS OS TEMPOS: em 70, quando 16 seleções participavam, o Brasil enfrentou na fase de grupos a Inglaterra, última campeã, a Tchecoslováquia, na época campeã européia e a emergente Romênia.
Depois pegou o Peru, que tirou a Argentina nas eliminatórias, o Uruguai na semifinal e a Itália na final.
Ganhou os seis jogos, não teve um pênalti a favor.
No ano seguinte, depois de participar de quatro Copas, Pelé decidiu deixar a seleção, antes de completar 31 anos. Jogou pelo Santos até 74 e de 75 a 77 foi se divertir nos EUA, numa tentativa dos gringos de popularizar o futebol por lá.
Compreensível a decisão. A quantidade de jogos a que foi submetido, num tempo em que a receita dos clubes vinha só da bilheteria e das cotas de amistosos, era absurda. Ao contrário do que pensam e repetem os enzos, não jogou contra pedreiros e não há como afirmar que os times que enfrentou eram mais fracos que os que jogam contra os atuais postulantes.
A viralatice, o preconceito, entre outros sentimentos, reforçam os argumentos dos que idolatram os que estão mais perto dessa nova geração. É natural e sempre aconteceu. Mas sejam mais criativos, mais criteriosos e coerentes, porque na maior parte das vezes passam a imagem de tietes ensandecidas.
In 2013, Nassim Taleb gave a 53-min Stanford masterclass on why chaos makes some businesses stronger.
His ideas:
- The coffee cup that survives 4 million hits
- Why helicopter engineers ride their own machines
- The country where nobody knows the president
12 lessons on risk:
Podemos ser creyentes o no, pero la Iglesia Católica es la institución más trascendente e importante en la historia de la civilización humana, a pesar de sus errores, abusos y excesos, inherentes a toda obra humana. Sigue vigente más de dos mil años despúes de su creación. Le debemos los valores en que se fundan las sociedades liberales, bases de los derechos humanos y de respeto a la dignidad de las personas, catedrales e iglesias asombrosas, universidades, ciudades y centros históricos, cultura, ciencia, alfabetización, escuelas y educación, hospitales y caridad organizada, preservación del pensamiento clásico, principios de la ética y del derecho, las más grandes obras maestras de arte, grandes pensadores y filósofos, y música sacra. Fue el aliento y soporte de los grandes estados-nación de Occidente, y orquestadora de la gobernanza global durante más de un milenio. No ha existido ninguna institución comparable en la historia humana. Es preciso reconocerlo esta Semana Santa...
Just so everyone understands the accounting game in the AI/Cloud-space here is a very *simple* example:
1) Amazon “invests” $50B in OpenAI. Amazon records:
- Cash $50B
+ Investment Asset $50B
2) OpenAI uses $50B to buy AWS services. Amazon records:
+ Sales $50B
+ Cash $50B
Amazon is net $0 cash, but now has $50B in sales and $50B investment asset. Great deal! Thats why we see all the majors doing it, and at scale. It is a way to convert their dormant cash pile into revenue, which Wall Street loves.
Most ppl dont realize what is happening. The revenue of these large tech companies is increasing dependent on them being able to self-fund their own sales.
You’re bored because you’re not doing side quests, man.
Life is more than just working and then throwing yourself into bed doing nothing.
Here are 50 side quests to complete:
China looked at the lessons of 20th century great power conflict and drew the conclusion that military power alone doesn't determine outcomes, upstream industrial capacity does.
The Allies won because of overwhelming industrial might. Japan and Germany lost because they lacked critical industrial inputs. Starved of oil, they were forced into gambles that cost them the war…Japan attacking Pearl Harbor to seize the oil in the Dutch East Indies, Germany marching to the Caucasus to take the Baku oil fields. Input scarcity doesn't just weaken you. It steers your decisions. It pulls decisions away from the optimal plan and toward the necessary plan.
China learned this lesson and decided to be the one holding the chokepoints. By embedding itself so deeply into the upstream supply chains that feed American military production, a conflict would trigger Western industrial paralysis and neuter its ability to fight a long war.
But the chokehold only works if the West doesn't rectify its supply chain vulnerabilities before China is ready to move on Taiwan. So China's central strategic requirement was to delay Western recognition of the threat for as long as possible.
Thus, China's entire foreign policy posture becomes oriented around appearing non-threatening. And it works because it aligns with the economic incentives of Western elites who benefit from cheap inputs and profitable trade. The cost of denial is kept artificially low. Raising the alarm looks like paranoia or protectionism when cheap goods keep flowing and no shots are being fired.
The administration is now racing to unwind its supply chain vulnerability before the conflict window opens. But that takes years, and they face significant inertia, both domestically and among allies who remain naively blind to the risk.
China knows this. So their strategy is to keep the West sleepwalking. Which means they can’t show their hand. If China comes into direct military conflict with the US in order to defend a proxy, the West wakes up. The inertia collapses. The reshoring and remilitarization that China spent decades trying to prevent happens on an emergency timeline.
But the US finally realized it could use this against them.
Since China can’t show its hand until it's ready to move on Taiwan, the US realized that it can turn China's greatest strategic asset, the pacifist disguise, into a structural trap.
They cannot take overtly aggressive action without triggering the Western industrial mobilization their entire strategy depends on preventing.
So the US can eliminate their proxies and China can’t respond without destroying the disguise.
Maduro removed. Cuba strangled. Now Iran.
Beijing must decide if defending the proxy is worth waking the West up? And the answer keeps being no.
Until China’s window to move on Taiwan opens, the pacifist posture that enabled its chokeholds constrains their response to US actions.
Everything the US is doing right now is a race to be ready before that moment arrives. Clear the proxies. Arm the allies. Break the chokeholds. And build new ones of its own.
@johnarnold Cancer cells spread fast and efficiently. That doesn’t make them something healthy cells should strive to replicate. Unless you have some sort of death wish.
Se você é inteligente, mas se sente estagnado, creio que pode ser útil ler isso:
Um neurocientista coreano chamado Daeyeol Lee disse uma frase que explica por que algumas pessoas inteligentes travam na vida.
Ele disse: "Você se sente travado porque vive dentro da sua cabeça. Pessoas burras vivem no mundo.”
Todo mundo riu, até ele explicar a ciência por trás disso.
A maioria das pessoas inteligentes opera principalmente a partir do default mode network: a parte do cérebro responsável por analisar, prever, simular, relembrar, duvidar, pensar demais.
É brilhante, mas também pode ser uma prisão mental. Você é tão consciente de todos os riscos e consequências possíveis que o seu cérebro suprime a ação.
Porque a característica número um de pessoas inteligentes é serem boas em fazer predições da realidade. Esse maior nível cognitivo muitas vezes aumenta a complexidade da ação e pode se converter em hesitação.
Basicamente sua consciência vira um filtro implacável contra decisões que poderiam ser mais simples.
Enquanto isso, “pessoas burras” (palavras dele, não minhas) em tese, funcionariam mais pelo direct experience network. É o sistema usado para fazer, tentar, experimentar, falhar, prática… aprender na prática.
Esse tipo de pessoa não pensa muito sobre a vida, ela interage com ela. Elas não prevêem resultados, elas criam resultados.
E é por isso que pessoas com metade da sua inteligência podem “ultrapassar você na vida” como se você estivesse parado. Elas, possivelmente, não têm o atrito mental que você tem.
O cérebro delas não superaquece antes de dar um passo. Elas vivem em movimento e não em simulação.
Quanto mais inteligente a mente, melhores também são as armadilhas. Sua inteligência te dá um super poder de processamento incrível, mas esse mesmo poder é capaz de construir desculpas, perfeccionismos inatingíveis, medos e catástrofes incrivelmente convincentes.
Se esse for mesmo o seu caso, você não perde por não ser capaz. Você perde porque o seu default mode network te convence a não se mover.
E se mover requer humildade de parar de querer prever e analisar tudo, e se colocar verdadeiramente na arena. Se jogar, correr riscos…
Uma simples ação bem executada vale mais do que dezenas de planos “quase perfeitos” nunca colocados em prática (já que você não agia por aguardar a perfeição ou o momento certo).
Agora que você sabe disso… “nem pensa, só vai”. 😉
Changing your life is not a glow up. It is drywall dust in your throat and a calendar you keep even when no one is watching. The amount of locking in it takes will make you feel strange to yourself. You will think you are becoming boring. You are becoming accurate.
Morning at 5:43. The phone wants to be a god. You make it a brick. Face down, silent. You drink water that tastes like nothing and call it medicine. The kettle clicks. Your stomach argues. You write three lines that are not for beauty, only for honesty. Today I will do this. Today I will not do that. You put the paper where your eyes cannot avoid it.
Discipline is a door you lock from the inside. It is not anger. It is not romance. It is a hand on the knob every time your own nerves try to run. At 7:08 you say no to an invitation that would feed your vanity and starve your work. You do not write a paragraph to be forgiven. You put a plate in the sink and hear how steady the water sounds when it hits porcelain. That is what a boundary sounds like.
You build lanes so your thoughts do not swerve. Two hours for focus. Forty minutes for the body. Ten minutes to breathe without turning it into a ceremony. You hate the first fifteen. You keep going. Your mind flails like a fish and then remembers it is in a river. The clock becomes less of an enemy and more of a metronome. The cursor blinks. You put in the reps no one claps for.
At 13:20 you eat real food at a table. Not a celebration, a promise. Protein, something green, salt that doesn’t flirt. You chew until you remember you have a jaw. The small pain at your temple relaxes. You put your phone in a drawer and the drawer does not scream. You are training your life to stop biting you back.
There is the breaking point time. 16:37. You want the old sugar. The old scroll. The old person. You stand up. You walk to the sink. Cold water on wrists until the skull cools half a degree. You say out loud not like this. The urge is still there. You keep your hands busy anyway. You wipe the counter. You take out the trash. You do not argue with the weather inside you. You wait until it passes, because it always passes when you do not feed it.
Locking in looks ridiculous from the outside. You cut your own hair with cheap scissors because appointments cost time you need for the page. You leave a party at 21:02 because your sleep is a mortgage you do not want to default on. You set your clothes out for the morning like a child and call it respect. You become the kind of person who knows exactly where the tape measure lives. You stop losing your keys because you stop pretending you are the kind of person who loses their keys.
Discipline is not a mood. It is a manual. Write your rules on the fridge where recipes go. No phone before sunlight. One hard thing before noon. Eat sitting down. Apologize by fixing it where it broke. Move your body even when your head is loud. Put your money where your time needs to be. If you relapse, you do not perform grief for an audience. You start again at the next minute mark. Return is the muscle.
At 18:55 you go where your breath changes shape. The track that smells like rubber and rain. The cheap gym with a fan that clicks. The stairs in your building that count for you. You do the ugly reps. Your legs fill with the good ache, the kind that takes noise out of your head. You are not chasing a body. You are chasing a nervous system that can hold a day without cracking.
You will look arrogant to people who worship permission. You will look obsessive to people who have never been in love with anything that did not immediately love them back. You will be misunderstood by everyone who needs you to stay the character they cast you as. Let them keep their theater. You are busy becoming…