Modern life often defaults to a “Passive Nihilism”—the quiet assumption that if there is no God, no absolute meaning handed down to us, we are free to invent our own. Often, to survive this cold reality—inventing one’s own meaning in life is a lot of pressure—we unassertively devise meaning by filling our time with the
I have a flashes of a specific memory from a long forgotten yearly sales kick-off meeting circa 2014. There were roughly 1000 of us at this kick-off, and I probably knew hundreds of the people personally. If you’ve never been in a large sales team, these are huge events that corporate America spends large sums
🤯 The Headbutt of Truth: Why Being Right Will Get You Killed (or at Least Head-Butted) Listen, I made a monumental mistake fifteen years ago that I still think about. It wasn’t the flirting (I was 35, and it was before I met my wife, so cut me some slack). It wasn’t even the fact
The current hype surrounding general-purpose humanoid robots entirely dismisses a fundamental engineering reality: the power density problem. Power density, which is the amount of energy that can be stored per unit of weight (or volume) in a battery, is woefully inadequate to run the kind of powerful, modern AI required for general-purpose tasks. A robot
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Sometimes, when I’m in public, I look around at all of the random people I don’t know, and I truly celebrate our existence. I take a second to appreciate us. Us! We are literally amazing. We’re all obviously the outcome of 330,000 years of modern human brains doing the impossible to give us existence. And,
One time, I’d had a few drinks and I was sitting with a group of acquaintances and they asked if I believed in God. I tried not to answer, but they kept pushing me. Without me answering, they detected wavering and assumed the worst. They asked “what would you have to see to to believe!?!?”
It’s July 14th, the sun set about an hour and half ago. This afternoon, your mother and I brought you home from the hospital. One day, when you are ready, I will share this letter with you because I think reflection is important for personal growth. I can hear Mishifu downstairs meowing and I’m sitting
My father never worked at an office. He wasn’t the type of guy to even have a home office. Hell, there were times when he didn’t even have a home, much less an office. Nonetheless, the cover on his burial niche says “at the office” on it. This requires some explaining. My father, Don McCarty,
This morning, I was walking with a friend of mine after getting coffee. Suddenly, he stopped and was looking down at something. I stopped and leaned over to look. There was this nestling bird moving it’s wings and legs helplessly. We stood and looked for a second, debated what we might do, looked for a
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I am not celebrating his death, I am celebrating our survival. I’m celebrating the ones that try. Survival is savagely satisfying. Each day is a blessing. Within each of us burns the desire to survive; given to us by our ancestors spanning 15-20K generations of hard work. Through cold, rainy, hungry days. Through dry, thirsty,
