Homeboy probably spent .000001% of the money on PR, bought a shitton of bitcoin with the rest, go to jail a few years, buy an island when he gets out, maybe Trump will be willing to sell Greenland to him at that point who knows

I gotta say I’m feeling a little bit better about the election results. They’ve made it clear they don’t intend to do a single thing they talked about, and that it is, was, and always will be 100% about money. So I don’t think we really need to worry about WWIII or Gilead because that would disrupt business and make the billionaires slightly - ever so slightly - less billionairish.

That’s ol’ Slippin Jimmy for you, ever hear about that time in Chicago with the sunroof? Good stuff

I guess I take issue with the fact that you can’t realistically opt out. I guess if you are a wilderness survivalist type then maybe you can go do a Thoreau or Davy Crocket or whatever and just build a log cabin in the woods somewhere. But that’s very rare these days, and society is moving forward so fast that tens of millions of people are being left behind because they lack the technical skills to thrive in a modern economy, and the survival skills to thrive in an old school agrarian economy. When that many people are left behind, it becomes a major social problem that’ll come home to roost eventually.

I just saw a documentary of some sort talking about how movies and tv shows these days are specifically designed to be watchable with minimal viewer engagement because everyone is on their phone and the tv is a second screen. At least, I think that’s what they were saying, I was barely paying attention because I was on my phone doom scrolling. I’ve done every drug in the book plus a bunch that I’d be seriously impressed if you had ever heard of them, and none of them touch the addictiveness of my stupid phone.

I agree and accept your judgment. I’m not optimistic about the future of this country; at this point my only hope is that we don’t take the rest of the world down with us.

I’m moving to Southeast Asia to grow my business. Right now, I’m making $30-50k gross revenue before expenses—solid, but not enough to live comfortably in the West. So I’m heading to Kuala Lumpur, a city I love, where the cost of living is super affordable. I’ll work a bit, enjoy tons of free time, explore the region, lower my stress, and live much better overall. Sure, I could take a $200k job in NY/LA/SF, but after taxes, rent, and everything else, what’s the point? Freedom isn’t just about “f*** you money” or revenue—it’s about being geographically neutral and choosing the best places on the planet for quality of life and value.

This is the natural result of decades of sustained exponential growth. At roughly 10%/yr, markets will double every 7-8 years. That’s three doubling times in about 25 years, or 2^3 which is 8x. And that’s how you get a house that was like $100k-$200k in the year 2000 to turn into a house for like $800k-$1.2m in 2024. It’s only going to get worse.

ChatGPT is basically like a really good intern, and I use it heavily that way. I run literally every email through it and say “respond to so and so, say xyz” and then maybe a little refining, copy paste, done.

The other day, my boss sent me an excel file with a shitload of data in it that he wanted me to analyze some such way. I just copy pasted it into gpt and asked it, and it spit out the correct response. Then my boss asked me to do something else that required a bit of excel finagling that I didn’t really know how to do, so i asked gpt, and it told me the formula, which worked immediately first try.

So basically it helps me accomplish tasks in seconds that previously would’ve taken hours. If anything, I think markets are currently undervalued, because remarkably, fucking NONE of my colleagues or friends are using it at all yet. Once there’s widespread adoption, which will pretty much have to happen if anyone wants to stay competitive once it gains more traction, look out…

Michael Collins has him beat though because he got to do it alone in blissful silence, with nobody around to ask him if he’s working hard or hardly working.