An apt day to remember that Dolly Parton once recorded a cover of Stairway to Heaven - and, in defiance of every moral law in the universe, she absolutely owned it.
This is the first time Guns N' Roses ever played "Patience" live, a cramped room at CBGB, October 1987, about 100 people watching.
Appetite was stalled at #65. Axl's reading the lyrics off a sheet because they'd just written it. Weeks later, everything changed.
Ro, “in your scenario, the founder could sell to pay a one time 5 percent tax or the state could sell it if he defaults on the loan”
Ro, this is the biggest fuck you in the history of entrepreneurship. Ever.
Creating jobs but don’t have cash. Fuck you
Can’t sell shares, we will sell it for you, to whoever. Fuck you.
Creating jobs. Paying great wages instead of taking cash out yourself. Fuck you
Reinvesting into your company and community. Fuck You.
Don’t you know that Jensen, and Lisa Su, and people who have vast amounts of liquidity already have no problem with it. Fuck You
There is a huge difference between someone with liquidity , running a huge public company, and someone who has dedicated every minute of who knows how many years, to building a company, to finally have a dream financing come true , only to be insulted by a politician. “We will sell your shares for you “
GTFO
this is the kind of surf session you’d remember forever.
perfect barrels. barely anyone out. no crowds fighting for the same wave.
just you, a few friends and one of those sessions where everything seems to line up.
if you could teleport to any surf spot for one perfect session, where are you going?
The Tomb of the Unknown Soldier is guarded twenty-four hours a day, three hundred and sixty-five days a year.
It has been guarded, without interruption, since 1937.
In September of 2003, Hurricane Isabel reached Washington. The National Park Service, out of concern, gave the sentinels of the Old Guard permission to stand down for the storm.
They did not stand down.
The sergeant of the guard on duty that night refused the permission, calmly, and without further comment. He would later say, in an interview, only that permission was not the same as an order, and that in the absence of an order, the walk continues.
The walk continues.
Twenty-one steps. Turn. Face the tomb. Twenty-one seconds. Turn. Face the other way. Twenty-one seconds. Twenty-one steps.
The rain came sideways.
A tree fell in the cemetery a hundred yards to the east.
The wind lifted a portion of the roof from a nearby maintenance shed.
The sentinel did not break stride.
He walked. He turned. He walked.
At 3 a.m. the wind reached seventy miles per hour, and a sentinel weighing 175 pounds in soaked wool, carrying a rifle, and wearing sunglasses in the dark because the manual requires them, walked twenty-one steps, turned, and walked twenty-one steps back.
Nobody was watching him.
Nobody could have watched him. The cemetery had been closed. The public had been evacuated. The only witness was the storm.
He walked for six hours.
He was relieved at 6:12 a.m.
The tomb had not been left, at any point during the storm, uncovered.
There is no medal for this.
There is no ribbon. There is no citation. There is no commendation in his file.
The Old Guard does not require one.
The walk is the point.
The walk was the walk before there was a country to record it, and the walk will be the walk after everyone who remembers this night is gone.
Somewhere in America, at this moment, in whatever weather, a sentinel is walking twenty-one steps beside a marble slab, facing an unknown man whose name he does not know, for an oath he took to a country that will never see him take it.
That is what the promise looks like when nobody is watching.
Absolute state of this.
Young lad purchases a baseball bat in "Modern England".
As soon as he leaves the store, police grab him for "carrying a weapon".
The bat is literally still in it's plastic covering.
posiblemente lo más extraordinario que le vi hacer a un ser humano.
la cara de estupefacción al darse cuenta que acaba de entregar su obra maestra a la humanidad y que probablemente no vuelva a llegar a esa cima aunque lo intente el resto de su vida (yo con los audios de latorre)
After careful consideration and reviewing the current eligibility guidelines,
I’m officially declaring myself a @WNBA prospect.
If simply declaring who you are is all that’s required, then I meet every single requirement necessary to compete in the WNBA.
My team and I have carefully examined the WNBA’s eligibility criteria and governing framework surrounding self-identification and inclusion. Based on the current guidelines, I can and am officially declaring my eligibility for the upcoming WNBA draft in April 2027.
I know my presence on the court will stir up strong opinions.
I am definitely not here to mock, make fun of, or disrespect any community or personal choices.
I’m simply asking that the current rules be applied equally to everyone — the rules that represent the very values many WNBA players and coaches have publicly advocated for.
My team and I are prepared to ensure these guidelines are applied equally, consistently, and without exception, and I look forward to the #WNBA honoring its stated principles.
See you at training camp.
https://t.co/zlwWpVF0Ou
Again, we do not need 60 votes to pass legislation in the Senate.
You need 50 votes, plus the vice president.
You need 60 votes to end debate.
So make the opponents stand on their feet and debate.
When they run out of gas, you hold the vote.
This is a failure of leadership.
Last night, my wife made homemade burritos for our family of 8 and it cost less than $20 total for everyone.
Im beginning to think the affordability crisis is really an “I don’t know how to cook” crisis
Horror w Hiszpanii. Około 20 ofiar śmiertelnych, płonące ulice, splądrowane sklepy i domy, Hiszpanie bici i upokażani. Służby bezradne. Obywatele pozostawieni sami sobie. Tak się kończy lewacka ideologia.
Fauci in 2022: “I am very happy to testify before any congressional oversight committee.
I have nothing to hide. I can explain and validate everything that I’ve done.
I’m going to do what I need to do, and that is cooperate fully, because we have nothing to hide at all.”
A few months ago I had an idea to build a self-driving golf cart.
Today, it’s finally real. It's vision-only (no LiDAR) and has gotten great feedback from some of our beta testers (@sama, @karpathy, and @JensenHuang).
iPhone app is now on TestFlight :)
Lmk if you want a ride!
My story about pulling our son out of NC public schools to homeschool him reached far more people than I expected.
So I owe you the full explanation. Fair warning: it's worse than you think.
1) My son was in a class with many kids that could not speak the English language.
Zero English. None. Not a word.
You might be asking yourself... well, how did lessons occur in the classroom?
I'm glad you asked.
In fact, the way the teachers communicated with the Spanish-speaking only students was by using their personal iPhones as translators, speaking instructions into the iPhones, and the iPhones spitting out the Spanish instructions to the Spanish-speaking students, and then the Spanish-speaking students speaking Spanish into the iPhones, and the English questions/answers coming are read out for the teacher.
If you're exhausted just reading that...good. Now hold that feeling.
Imagine you’re an English-speaking student sitting in that same classroom, like my 5 year old son was.
Every lesson is interrupted while translations happen and naturally, the teacher’s attention is constantly divided.
The pace of learning slows DRAMATICALLY for everyone else.
The consequence is that the classroom stops being optimized for the students who can already understand the instruction and instead becomes an exercise in overcoming a language barrier that never should have existed inside an American, English-language classroom in the first place.
A place built to teach kids who are ready to learn quietly becomes a place mostly occupied with bridging a gap in language.
I don't think my five-year-old should spend one irretrievable year of his early schooling waiting at that bridge.
2) I saw the writing on the wall for the future of my county's school system and realized that not only was the future incredibly bleak, but downright aggressively woke in a way words fail to describe.
For multiple months, our school system allowed kids to:
a) Create Anti-ICE protest signs inside of the schools
b) Exit the school grounds, often WITHOUT SUPERVISION by ANYONE
c) Stand along busy highways and scream "FUCK ICE" for a few hours
Most shockingly, it was clearly encouraged by the schools, by leadership, and by many of the teachers.
That was political activism.
It gets worse... for years Buncombe County has forced biological girls to deal with biological males (who call themselves trans) to enter into girls locker rooms and bathrooms.
This has been happening for years and no one dared to try to change or speak up until very very recently... that should tell you a lot about what the school leadership believes and their political bent.
There is an evil lie that I see being spread by many that have condemned our decision to homeschool.
That lie is this:
“Public schools are neutral. By homeschooling, you’re only exposing your child to one side.”
This is a grossly evil lie.
In fact, the opposite is happening.
Schools are not neutral institutions simply because they are publicly funded; every school day has a limited number of hours, and every lesson taught means another lesson isn’t.
There is a finite amount of time in school, everyone understands this, which means priorities matter.
Every hour spent discussing political activism is an hour that isn’t spent on reading, writing, mathematics, science, history, or civics.
So when schools increasingly prioritize activism, identity politics, or current political causes... something else inevitably gets pushed aside.
Guess what? That’s not neutrality, that’s a choice.
What so many parents continue to discover is that their child comes home with a head full of ideas about the world that are purely one-sided because that's all there was time for.
Nuance is lost because nuance is time-consuming.
Is there TIME for nuance when half the class cannot speak English and you're speaking into a translator?
Of course not.
A child who can chant but cannot argue the other side hasn't been educated, they've been conditioned and the conditioners always, ALWAYS believe they're doing the child a kindness.
3) I'm fairly confident that today's school system is not designed for boys at all, it's purely designed for girls.
I'll give an example.
One of the schools in my area noticed that boys were throwing pine-cones (calling them grenades) and playing with sticks (calling them guns and swords).
This made the girls in the class uncomfortable.
So the school banned the boys from playing with sticks or pinecones outside, saying that the boys were playing "violent games" and should stop.
One group's nature (the girls) became the rule.
The other group's nature (the boys) became an problem... and once you see it, you see it everywhere.
Classrooms rewards staying still, staying quiet, non-aggression, obedience.
So ask yourself honestly... if you designed an institution that graded children partly on their ability to sit motionless for six hours, who would you expect to win?
Girls, of course.
Boys "get into trouble" FAR more often than girls, and the "offenses" are things like being too aggressive, not staying in line, fidgeting, or being "defiant" for staying buried in a book instead of the worksheet.
The punishment schools reach for first is often to take AWAY recess, which is literally the physical release every study says he needs, as the penalty for needing it!
At my table, he can stand up when he needs to move. He can go deep on the thing that lights him up instead of being dragged off it. He can build his imaginary armies.
He can be exactly the boy he is and have that be an ASSET instead of someone saying that's a problem.
4) No teacher, no matter how gifted, no matter how well-meaning, walks into that classroom knowing my son the way we know him, and no one ever will.
The single most important qualification for teaching a child isn't a degree or a curriculum or a district budget..
...it's just how much do you actually care whether this SPECIFIC kid makes it?
How far would you go for him?
How late would you stay for him?
How many times would you explain it again and again?
How completely would you refuse to give up on him?
And on that measure, the whole world loses to his mother (who will be homeschooling him), it's not even close.
Nobody on earth will ever love him more than she does.
Nobody will study him, root for him, ache for him, and delight in him the way she does every ordinary day.
There has never been anyone on this earth more qualified to raise my son than the woman whose love for him knows no depths and has no end.
Hope that helps clarify a few things.