Chris Liss
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Wife had @Oscar Liss at the park, off leash. Some larger dog started humping him, and Oscar went after him hard, fought him off. Wife had to run over and break it up.
Proud of my guy — even at 10 pounds, has self-respect.
Mind boggling anyone even peripherally involved with this crew doesn’t have a dead man’s switch, wherein you’ve recorded and testified to everything you know, to be released upon your untimely death.
She had to know they would be coming after her.
The other crazy thing is whistleblowers and witnesses are being killed in broad daylight — Boeing, Open AI, etc. — and no one is getting to the bottom of it. Tucker Carlson at least interviewed the OpenAI guy’s mother, but there is no actual investigative journalism anymore. Everyone knows they were all murdered, the police call it a suicide and everyone moves on.
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Was discussing politics with a Neo-lib recently, told her, “But when I pointed out Biden was demented, you said, ‘Trump’s just as bad’. Can’t you at least admit you were badly misled by your TV?”
To which she replied, “Trump isn’t all there, he slurs his words at the end of sentences.”
I don’t care what you think of Trump or whether you disagree with him. Please just acknowledge REALITY that, for better or worse, he DOES NOT have dementia, and if you argued that he was just as demented as Biden a year ago because your TV told you so, just admit you were misled.
But what I realized is for that person we are not having the discussion I think we’re having. I’m saying, “let’s get to the truth of what’s going on here,” and she’s saying, “GO TEAM GO!”
In the end, she’s just chanting the fucking fight song she was hypnotized into by the TV. There’s nothing more to it than that.
Wife was supposed to take our 13 YO to the beach today with her friends but woke up sick so I took them instead. Only a 30 minute drive from the city.
When we got here, they wanted to ditch me, so I picked a spot on the other side of the beach restaurant, put down my towel, took in some rays, waded into the chilly water, got my head under eventually.
I could do this by myself any day I realize. Maybe I will make it a regular excursion.
just gonna dip my toe beyond the event horizon
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Is or is not karma undefeated? If it is, then why worry about the news?
Think the debate between SOV and MOE is a false one. It’s already a SOV but will eventually become a MOE when people selling scarce goods and services refuse to take fiat for them.
Buyers in the market will always prefer spending fiat if given the choice. So it’s on the sellers of scarce goods to refuse, and eventually they will. Some already incentivize buyers by offering a discount per the exchange rate in sats because they realize that rate is not real, certainly not over the medium and long term.
Now states can require public-facing businesses to take fiat, but they can’t stop individuals like professional athletes whose services are highly scarce from insisting on being paid in sats. As that becomes more common, it’ll be increasingly obvious to sellers who can choose.
Others who can’t will take fiat but immediately convert to sats. I imagine it might be digital dollars via tether in places outside the US banking system, but when sanctions or other measures allow too much control and restriction, merchants will opt out and revert to sats instead, since sats are available just as easily as a parallel digital rail.
So Saylor can talk his book all he likes about SOV and not challenging the USD, but he’s ultimately powerless to stop what’s coming.
The problem for the fiat system is that unlike gold, BTC IS itself a financial NETWORK, not just a token. It’s only a SOV because it *works*. And by *works* I mean is an entire parallel system unto itself.
From what I can tell, it seems like what Bessent and Trump are doing with tariffs with respect to China is similar to what Reagan did with the arms race with respect to Russia in the ‘80s. You get into this economic proxy war that’s costly to both sides, hope it breaks them before it breaks you. Then you re-negotiate on more favorable terms.
It’s kind of like a kinetic war in that respect, expect here you are measuring strength without killing each other. It’s more like an arm wrestle than a fist fight, but one that proves who would win the fist fight.
We took five flights in the last seven days. On the first one heading into DC, it was really windy, and there was a lot of turbulence. Got to the point where we were circling for an extra half hour or so to make the approach.
Wife who is a nervous flier was losing it, clenching my hand and saying things like, “I don’t think we should try to land in this. It’s not safe, they really need to divert the plane to another airport before we run out of fuel!”
I told her, “You should suggest that, I’m sure your opinion carries a lot of weight in this situation!”
Watched the Bob Dylan movie on the plane, thought it was pretty good. Did a nice job portraying the artist as someone whose greatness is proportional to the extent they do not give one fuck.
Actually saw him live with my then 11-YO in Lisbon a couple years ago. The venue was cramped and hot, and he played only one song I recognized (and only because my music-fanatic friend played me it from his new album) and zero she knew.
It was still good, though my daughter was tired and bored. Even so when she’s 50 she’ll be able to say she saw the great man live.
Interesting also that Pete Seeger was featured prominently in it, though somewhat, but not entirely as a villain. My parents took me to see him at Carnegie Hall when I was five, and I remember it.
last day at dog camp for the apex predator
Wife’s friend had a birthday yesterday, she texts him, lets him know it’s also 4/20 and Hitler’s birthday. He replies: “And the Columbine shooting.”
Not as bad as my other friend who’s 30th was 9/11.
When you first start digging into matters of health and nutrition, the answers seem obvious — fasting, grass-fed beef, cut carbs.
But the more you dig, the more you realize what you don’t know — eating for genetic phenotype, lack of sugar/too much exercise spiking cortisol, etc.
I know real food > processed food, some sun > no sun, some exercise > none. Everything else is up for debate.
Problem with Twitter is the fucking algo. Hooks you and throttles you at the same time.
Problem with Nostr is discovery — if you’re not on it at a particular time, you miss value-adding posts forever.
Solution is human curation. Someone will emerge as a favorite DJ so to speak, diving deep to spin quality tracks. There will be high-quality DJs who spend the time to source quality.
GM is spam. If you want to wish someone good morning, why not DM them?
Similarly, would see on Twitter when someone got a new job or promotion or had a death in the family, 100 people would respond.
Always DM’d because doing it publicly is virtue signaling. Also did it because if you congratulate one person and everyone sees it, then don’t congratulate (or offer condolences to someone else) they might wonder why you only offered it to the other guy.
So your timeline ends up being a congratulation (or condolence) record, devoid of substance, like a politician gladhanding and kissing babies all day.
Bunch of politicians, spamming and virtue signaling, creating noise instead of adding value.
Been off Twitter for a week while traveling in the US, don’t have it on my phone, left the laptop at home.
Have no fucking idea what’s going on and think I prefer it.
Visiting family in Austin. In laws tell me to take a piece of mushroom-infused chocolate, micro-dose they say. They do it all the time.
So I take it, and two hours later I’m tripping at the family dinner, at a burger joint under fluorescent lights.
A few trying moments but all things considered it was fine. If anyone suspected anything, I didn’t see it.
Biggest tell was my ordering only a wedge salad because I wasn’t remotely hungry and barely finishing it. Normally I eat a lot.
That and my brother in law and me laughing way too hard about whatever deranged shit we were discussing.
Afterward they conceded (a) it wasn’t really a microdose; and (b) the circumstances were less than ideal.
Yeah, no shit.
Too soon!
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