ChrisLicht

I hate to admit this, but I’ve started using Reddit again. It pains me, but there is stuff I just can’t get here.

I like your take. Altman is a Valley hustler, albeit a talented one who ran YC. But, he’s not technologist or a theorist, and I suspect he’s not that interested in attempting to de-risk AGI anymore, particularly now that he’s experienced the market hype. The staff who want to be billionaires clotted to him; the staff who are committed to the original ethical vision stuck with Ilya.

I had a teacher in high school, many decades ago, who had owned an orange juice processor. He explained that the generic store brand got the start and end of production runs; name brand got the middle.

Is it good?

I may have an outdated sense of what a potlatch was. I was using the term in the sense of destroying value, per this kind of definition:

“A potlatch involves giving away or destroying wealth or valuable items in order to demonstrate a leader's wealth and power. “

Here’s a terrible rec for price considerations: Penrose.

They make the best-smelling waxes I have ever encountered. If you’re someone who is sensitive to the complexities and subtleties of smells, their waxes are god tier. You will find something to adore.

But, they’re not cheap, so a poor answer to your question.

Here’s a mnemonic technique that I have found works: Nothing about Marvel movies is worth remembering.

You’re watching the dramatic equivalent of that retouched Ecce Homo painting, a mass media product constructed by Hollywood on top of the palimpsest of the creative output of young Jewish men trying to come to grips with feelings of powerlessness in the aftermath of the Holocaust. Nothing much of the original remains, and it’s not worth looking at, beyond remarking at its absurdity.

I like to think of golf, bowling, and esports as competitive pastimes.

This stuck with me: Years ago, someone on Reddit described their middle school in the ‘70s having to have an assembly to stop a potlatch/arms race between kids stacking Izod/Lacoste shirts. There were well-off kids wearing three or more stacked Lacoste shirts every day, and poorer kids wearing cheap generic polo shirts under real alligator shirts to try to keep up.

It was the spirit of Homer Davenport. Rejoice and have another slice of marionberry pie.

We have pretty much the same expression in English!

I never hear that show mentioned, but it’s excellent.