It is only by controlling our desires that we can control ourselves. View quoted note →

There is a secret gathering in the woods behind the village. Go to them. They will listen, they will help, they will care. Look for the words “Bitcoin Meetup”. View quoted note →

@Marty Bent Opportunity Cost has been helping me understand the cost of my products and their pricing in sats. Even my electricity costs! Thank you so much!

People can hide from life, just like quiet quitters in the workplace. People can enter into commitments that make future decisions for them, so that they don’t have to make those decisions themselves from the astounding, beautiful, and confusing array of options that our Creator provides us every day. I realized this morning that a former friend didn’t choose freedom: he gave up choice via debt (with limited ROI and no cash flow). The debt will determine what he can and cannot do, and what his energy must be spent on. To this, he added children. Not to do his best and give more love to more people. Not to experience the joy & fear that non-parents cannot understand. Not because raising children is the highest spiritual calling and our best shot at making a better world. Again, so that he had less choices to make in the future, and so that he could hide from the burden of freedom.

Her work is well-researched, important, and impressive…but I wonder if doom isn’t her brand now. I wonder if she’s not a nihilistic former liberal sad that “progress” and utopianism didn’t work out, so now everything is bad. I wonder if she’s read the first 4 chapters of Genesis and said to herself, “Oh that’s how people have always been…what did I expect?” View quoted note →

I was cutting down brush in my backyard with a machete, but since Jason Vorhees used a machete too, my lawn care loses value or maybe is bad. View quoted note →

Bad question. She conflates usage with control, conflates a bad actor’s usage with your usage, and somehow both your usage and the network and all builders are less because bad guys hold or transact. View quoted note →

Intellectual Yet Idiot - coined by Nassim Taleb View quoted note →

Opening intro music was amazing!

Fountain

SOUND COFFEE • SC 06 // PIEZ • Listen on Fountain

Join the Coffee Club on Signal!Buy Fundamentals' book Bitcoin for Institutions.

Home made and home grown pesto, peaches…and freeze-dried skittles for our Bitcoin meetup!

I ask, “Do you just want my affirmation & agreement…or my analysis?” I have had people tell me the former, to which I say, “you’re absolutely correct.” View quoted note →

WTF Panda Express?!?

We were Generation X We were promised moon colonies. We got laser printers. We were told we’d do better than our parents—then found the doors slammed shut behind them. The Greatest Generation built the world. The Baby Boomers inherited it. Generation X was left to sweep the floors after the party ended. We grew up on stories of greatness—gods in capes, men who could fly. But when our turn came, the superpowers we inherited were a Pepper’s ghost illusion of smoke, mirrors and glass. Our Superman stayed dead, replaced with variant covers, marketing gimmicks, and a corporate smile that didn’t reach his eyes. A pointless return from the dead had made him a zombie god. We were angry—because we had a reason to be. We were cynical—because we didn’t have a choice. We were a generation of survivors. Generation X either went to jail, rehab, or the military. We weren’t looking for superheroes because we didn’t need them, hell, we shattered every army that stood against us. No, we were looking for stories that understood what it felt like to get your face slammed into the concrete, then get up and keep walking. Comics that understood us. We found them in things like: The Crow. Alien Legion, Cyber Force. Miller’s Sin City. Spawn. Dixon’s Punisher. Grit, blood, fire, betrayal—these weren’t escapism. These were our career paths. But deep down, we still remembered what it felt like to believe. We didn’t hate Superman. We still wanted him to be around even if we weren't reading him anymore. We couldn’t accept the big lie but we missed the big dream. We still wanted to believe a man could fly.

A God for the American Century – Part VII

Do You Still Believe a Man Can Fly?