He’s ensconced in Hungary nursing on Orban’s teat and producing flattering nonsense.

“Children’s website launched by inmates” ought to be the end of it.

Where are they going to find 500 people in India who are good at solving cold fusion and will do it for pennies.

Basically he’s like the dudes who left Twitter for Gab or Truth Social and found it boring because there weren’t any libs to own.

It certainly gave me a clear indication of how well significant measures against climate change will be tolerated. ie, not at all.

I suspect there are people who have complicated theories about the relative whiteness rankings, and thus superiority, of natives of Belgium, Luxembourg, and the Netherlands.

Car Seats as Contraception

At first I thought this was about how bench seats have just about vanished.

• came in a deck of cards

“On my Substack I am doing non-ideological, data-driven reporting!”

I don’t believe the son of pro-gun propagandist John Lott is capable of doing non-ideological reporting.

The sign of a great CEO is that sense of urgency.

They also mean “the wrong people are having too many children”.

Also:

Poor black people with lots of kids, using government assistance: “Don’t have kids you can’t afford!”

Middle-class white people putting off having kids because they can’t afford them: “Don’t give us that excuse, start breeding!”

By the beer standard the most tech-bro-y place I’ve worked was Swiss Bank Corp / O’Connor in Chicago, a software focused trading shop. In 1994. NeXT machines and Symbolics LISP machines on the private trading floor kind of place, with refrigerators kept stocked with free sodas and beer. Beer was for after 5, except on St Patrick’s day, when coolers of beer came out at about noon. Also, Nerf guns on the trading floor.

And yet, at least for the people I know best from there, they didn’t turn out to be tech bros. Perhaps there’s a generational aspect.

The real “techbros” are all business people in an actual position of power, not the introverted QA tester just trying to get through the day.

If the QA tester goes home and checks his Raspberry Pi dogecoin mining rig, and is saving up for a Cybertruck, he’s probably a tech bro, if only a larval one.

Or he now has the lung capacity of a 15% smaller 18 year old.

In the old days rich people just donated money to build a chapel, with priests or monks continually praying for the rich dead person’s soul.

Supposedly the head of baseball legend Ted Williams was frozen, but was dropped and cracked at some point. Don’t know if that was the same company.

“And then I made the demons build a half pipe the size of the grand canyon, and I did tricks that have never been done before, and the girls all watched and were impressed.”

Going by the illustration of characters at the top of that page, “Kelthar” is a dead ringer for 80s Phil Oakey.

It directs my life not because I think it sounds pretty or prosocial, but because it’s tasty.

Who wrote this, Hannibal Lecter?

“Kidding on the square” as they used to say.