• Get accepted as goon for “Patrol” app
• Go to CEO location, armed with lethal weapons
• ???
• Profit

Belief is social. They believe what their social group does. We all do this to some extent. Some part of the brain still feels like if we reject the social group’s belief, we’ll die alone in the woods. Going with the group feels good.

You can probably change minds if they see you as in-group, but it won’t last if the rest of their in-group has contradictory ideas.

Getting people off Facebook and other hellscapes might help.

Among other problems, people knowingly spread falsehoods because they feel truthy.

The problem is people. We’re all emotional but some people are just full on fact free gut feel almost all of the time.

It’s really frustrating how many things are bad because some assholes are making money off of it. Saint Luigi, please bless up in these trying times.

This is a revelation I think more people are going to need to realize. There’s no referee coming. The rules aren’t magic. Ultimately, the only things that matter are physics and might. If enough people just decided fuck it, all the multimillonaires gotta die, no cosmic force is going to call a timeout.

I guess it’s part of my massive privilege, but I join all my work calls in my bath robe and don’t blur out the background. I don’t give a shit, and if you do you shouldn’t.

Facial expression and other body language sends a lot of information. It’s useful.

A lot of kids were taught to read badly. There’s this whole “whole word” and “cuing theory” approach to reading that doesn’t work very well. https://features.apmreports.org/sold-a-story/

Apparently 65% of fourth graders aren’t proficient at reading (as of the linked source from 2022)

A good Christian would let people stay in their house, though. If they were robbed, they would still have treasure in heaven.

More Christians faith is paper thin at best.

I don’t buy eggs, so not directly.

I won some stuff in a church raffle when I was a teenager. Nothing remarkable - i think a suitcase.

I also won some sex toys from a charity raffle for repro rights, but some past partner took them. Not sure who, but I don’t have them anymore.

Thinking about it for the first time now, it is funny how those are two very different contexts.

Well let me share with you the wisdom of age: often you can just ask someone what’s up.

This also works on dates: you can just ask someone out. You don’t have to go all in your head about it. If only someone had told me when I was a teen, alas.

How old are you?

Have you considered asking what’s up?

Things that aren’t Nazis might be a good stopping point

It comes up in software development sometimes, which is my day to day. It also is useful for any “fast but inaccurate approach” scenario, which comes up sometimes.

I wouldn’t say I’m proud of using it. It was already in my lexicon. (So was “lexicon”)

Here’s an article about them https://www.verywellmind.com/what-is-a-heuristic-2795235

Why do you ask?

What about a dead billionaire?

If someone shot musk or zuckerberg dead I’d be like “That’s good. That’s an improvement.”

Emotions aren’t good (or bad). They’re often like a heuristic. Fast but inaccurate. This is great when it’s like “a bear wandered into the house” and emotions say “RUN” and cold logic would be like “what? Why? How?” until you get mauled. It’s not good when it’s like “climate change makes me feel bad so I don’t believe in it”

Yeah, I’d give it a shot. I’d hire a bunch of experts instead of just shooting from the hip though.

Climate change is a big priority.

I turn it off every night when I’m done. It boots quickly and I mostly just use it for the web browser and steam.

My work computer (Mac) I put to sleep because I don’t always want to open all the terminals and IDE and such every time.

I saw a cop pull up and park illegally to go into a Dunkin donuts. It was like seeing a political cartoon in real life.

One of the reasons I don’t think I’ll ever want to live outside of NYC. I walk every day. Sometimes take a bike. It’s much nicer than the car world of the suburbs I grew up in