Ok, let me link all of my favorite tweets and get them out of the way.
The so called “longtermists” can’t predict the 24 hour effect of their actions — hilarious.
500 Days of Pain
Not gonna lie, I checked.
Fewer than you think, guys. <3
5. This is like all the posts going “removed Gen AI from my startup for solidarity with Sam.” Rahul Ligma strikes again.
How Instagram photography changed Anne Geddes’ business.
With the advent of Instagram, Anne Geddes went from ubiquitous artist and merchandiser to someone who does rare portrait shoots. She can’t earn enough money to justify the crazy shoots of yore — babies in cabbages, babies in flowers, etc. Anne now just asks people to send her photos of their babies and posts them on her Instagram, signed “Love, Auntie Anne.” Of course there’s something sad in the fact that Anne has fallen on hard times, but just imagine how much better it is that everyone has photos of their own babies now.
It has nothing to do with Taylor Swift and everything to do with old Apple stories from the earliest days. I highly recommend surfing the site to read about what early creation of computing was like.
An example:
Burrell was hired into Apple in February 1979 as Apple employee #282, in the lowly position of service technician, one of the lowest paying jobs at the company. Even though he'd been doing genius quality work as a hardware designer on the Macintosh project for a while now (more than nine months), and he was even filling in for Steve Wozniak on the low cost Apple II project, he still wasn't officially promoted to engineer as he requested, which was getting pretty frustrating.
Burrell started thinking about what it would take to get promoted. It obviously wasn't a matter of talent or technical skill, since he was already far more accomplished in that regard than most of the other hardware engineers. It wasn't a matter of working harder, since Burrell already worked harder and was more productive than most of the others. Finally, he noticed something that most of the other engineers had in common that he was lacking: they all had fairly prominent moustaches. And the engineering managers tended to have even bigger moustaches. Tom Whitney, the engineering VP, had the largest moustache of all.
So Burrell immediately started growing his own moustache. It took around a month or so for it to come in fully, but finally he pronounced it complete. And sure enough, that very afternoon, he was called into Tom Whitney's office and told that he was promoted to "member of technical staff" as a full-fledged engineer.The Gita on work.
I sometimes get obsessed with “winning” and results — this end result didn’t go my way, I didn’t get the promotion, etc. But now that it’s cool to quote the Gita post Oppenheimer, I’ll quote the following:
Everyone on Twitter is wrong! Joe Rogan is wrong. Oppenheimer famously said “I am Death, destroyer of worlds” when reflecting on the dropping of the atom bomb. He didn’t say “I am Death” as a boastful statement declaring himself Vishnu, it was a reluctant and painful admission that reflected his Arjuna-like conflict between humanity and duty. You should not call Sam Altman Oppenheimer unless you think of him as Arjuna, faced with the choice of killing his entire family or ending humanity.
Of course this is what Bros for Decarb looks like. He looks like he attempted to pledge a T1-frat at UNC-Chapel Hill but got demoted to a professional society. “No bro, the pre-med frat is totally a frat! We even have girls *in the frat!*”