“Meaning what? That you’ve become used to preserving your faith despite being surrounded by heretics?” “No. Rather, it’s as if I’ve got an Amsterdam inside of my head.” “A what !?” “Many different sects and faiths that are always arguing with one another. A Babel of religious disputation that never dies down. I have got used to it.”
Neal Stephenson: Quicksilver
As with many stories about techno-libertarian fantasies, the tale of the Satoshi begins in an all-male, quasi-frat house in San Francisco in the late 90s.
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In his scheme, the Satoshi would connect, via two looping tunnels on the water, to human-made floating platforms designated for agriculture, manufacturing and parkland. From the air, the whole community would form the shape of the bitcoin B.
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Even scrapping the Satoshi proved to be a debacle.
On April 30, 2015, the Government of Maharashtra banned the use of "Horn OK Please" on the rear of commercial vehicles, on the grounds that it encouraged motorists to honk unnecessarily and caused noise pollution.
Ook bij een Duitse vlag moet je opletten, bij een Nederlandse vlag is het 50/50 en bij bootjes met een Friese vlag dan weet je: dit komt wel goed, die kunnen wel varen.
Increasingly “creative coaches” and people with “keynote speaker” in their Twitter bios are making their quest to earn authority a higher priority than the very reason they got into this in the first place. Fueling the Complex is alluring catnip that feels like you’re advancing your career the same way answering a bunch of emails just feels productive.
Sean Blanda: The Creative World’s Bullshit Industrial Complex