love how we went from panic back to FOMO mode
Just need a melt up into the close here
Amazon Board Elects Former NSA Head Keith Alexander as Director
Seems fine
I’d snap bet Amazon having more data on more people than the NSA
Well full bore back into spxs mid day after liquidating spxl earlier. Let’s see if I can get up to a 2 day winning streak of STONKS!
STONKS appear to be STONKING again. TSLA has gained over a Honda in market cap over the last 1.1 trading sessions.
What is the best individual stock if you’re someone who thinks data is actually wildly valuable? Amazon or Google, right? Maybe Microsoft in 3rd place?
ETA: This is a hypothetical. I’m not going to YOLO 20k into whatever your answer is.
You mean like the dozens of ads I get every day on FB for stuff I already bought? That kind of valuable data?
Obviously that rather than the alternatives. Also, would you like to buy a tent?
Yes - and a shittier version of the Bowflex dumbells I already bought please. Also please keep showing me ads featuring shredded bearded dudes in their 50s. I can’t get enough.
And this guy. I love him!
Chef’s kiss.
I want to buy something from Toxic Masculinity Corporation. How does it work? Do they send me something to set on fire every month of I pay a subscription fee?
suzzers Facebook ad rants
How Men Lose The Fire
It had been too long since I’d last had a fire.
The next morning the smell of wood-smoke on my shirt stopped me in my tracks.
Suddenly I was racked with cravings for the feral life.
I wanted to drink from a horn, to live a life rich in rock, iron, and fire.
I wanted to be lost, ancient, wild.
We don’t sell our soul in some Faustian bargain.
We bleed it out slow, one sterile, plastic, right-angled day at a time.
We try to jump-start it with nostalgia.
We look back to our golden years, when we were gods.
We look back to that time we hitchhiked to California, or the summer we lived out of our pickup truck, broke, tan, and happy.
We look back and think “God to be single again.”
But that’s not it.
It’s not the large commitments we’ve accepted, but the small ones we’ve shirked.
Remember how simple it all is:
Music. Put on headphones, lose yourself. Drift into sleep with the sounds of the masters in your ears.
Writing. Dust off your journal. Write down your theories, your could-be futures, your unhinged rants.
Outside. Unplug everything. Walk a mile in the dark. Buy the motorcycle. Build an unreasonably large bonfire.
Conversation. Ring up the best conversationalist you know and take him to lunch. Light each other’s minds on fire.
We know this.
So why did we stop?
Wife and kids? Mortgage? Busiest, most soul-sucking job on the planet?
Doesn’t matter.
Abandon our health, and our bodies will fail us.
Abandon our SOUL, and meaning ITSELF will be lost.
It’s not hard.
No need to take some month-long “find yourself” trip to India.
Getting your soul back: the steps may be shocking, but they are simple.
Here’s how:
Dude you clearly need to get your soul back.
wtf
Add Facebook and all of the digital marketing companies. Amazon preaches that the data is the asset, and pretty much does everything with that in mind. These companies are collectively the NSA of the private sector. I don’t want to guess at the amount of data they have, but the size of their data centers is one rough estimate.
Clearly you just don’t get us modern men. Now I’m off to some tantric yoga to get centered before I take ayahuasca and kill a wild boar with my bare hands.
STONKS drilling again today after opening bigly green.
Can we get a crash for the love of god and save democracy