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Tiny nitpick: Benjamin certainly would not want to become a sociopath, but the incumbent sociopaths would doubtlessly love to promote him into their ranks, surr

Tiny nitpick: Benjamin certainly would not want to become a sociopath, but the incumbent sociopaths would doubtlessly love to promote him into their ranks, surreptitiously. Confidence in the power of power to corrupt! (Usually misplaced, thankfully, despite media) (To abuse a Ridley Scott favourite: slip a Marechal’s baton into his rucksack) [this is opposite of the Rabinovich “strategy”, which hints that YC are not sociopaths] EDIT: I dont think this is comparable to Steve Jobs’ 100-Person Retreat without more insider data, e.g., https://news.ycombinator.com/item?id=41416275 https://news.ycombinator.com/item?id=41416275 Would be interested to know if anybody got promoted as a result of these retreats, my hunch is, no, because everybody knows about the 100-person retreat. EDIT 2: another system to compare with, kind of the opposite of Rao’s model, is the Lambeth race, thats more like openly favouring the tortoise? So that no rabbit would sign up in the first place. https://news.ycombinator.com/item?id=41468567 https://news.ycombinator.com/item?id=41468567

082349872349872 2y ago
Then again, in the universe of Benjamin/Squealer fanfic, who's to say we couldn't find the following convo? — ... Ironic. He could save others from death, but not himself. — Is it possible to learn this power? — Not from a pig.
- gradschoolfail 2y ago
  SPJ’s innovation, was to keep it bipartite and below— making sure type IIIs didnt feel like they were a higher class & everyone else was type II (Imagine an army with only NCOs and officers, but the NCOs are type IIIs) No proles (grunts) in the orgchart of a very large design agency..culturally, designers often happy to work like grunts anyway! (Painters = painters) This trouble with the proles (app store, actual store, icloud, contractor relations, PR screwups.. ) ultimately stems from that failed pancreas transplant, so that they no longer had an IV to keep entropy in its place.. [plus maybe the programmers n ee types started to feel they werent fully designers (Bret Victor, later, pple like Lattner?)] [Check out the wwdc videos.. the sw engineers dress like.. they havent read the canon] https://culturology-journal.ru/en/article.php?id=309 https://culturology-journal.ru/en/article.php?id=309 https://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/À_la_maréchale https://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/À_la_maréchale See cultural references in the less misogynistic (misandric?) en wiki Equoid Lagniappe: the surnames 司馬 and Marshall have a common origin >the recipes in which are infamous for reducing the population of anarchist cooks >I then began thinking about the other aspects of the bizarre parasitic life-cycle of the unicorn
  - gradschoolfail 2y ago
    Contrast also the scale of the engineering consultancies/art/design coops that are purportedly the talent-dense equivalents of Mondragon, eg https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Arup_Group https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Arup_Group
  - 082349872349872 2y ago
    > So that no rabbit would sign up in the first place. I liked Добро пожаловать, или Посторонним вход воспрещён (1964), in which the summer camp director plays a very soviet version of an Eric Berne Transactional Analysis* game, "Everything I do, I do it for you". According to wikipedia, it's infamous in russian for the lines: — Children, remember! You all are the owners of the camp. [All of] you! What do you all [therefore] need? — [children in chorus] Di. Sci. Pline! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ku_V2HgK6i8 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ku_V2HgK6i8 Thx for Equoid! Not having started in on it yet, all I have for now is pedantry, for the commenters on Stross' blog who are making horse analogies (as well as the wonderful Unicorns From Hell vid) are way off base: horses are Perissodactyl, but unicorns are Artiodactyl. * I'm not sold on TA, but learning to tune out as soon as you notice the opening moves of a TA game? That's sanity-preserving material right there. PS. I've lost the source for the roman trichotomy; plz remind?
    - gradschoolfail 2y ago
      [PS] B Russell, In Praise of Idleness
      - 082349872349872 2y ago
        Aha, I'd been remembering types I/II but forgotten about III — now that I'm reminded, it's time to rewatch https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XPPpjU1UeAo https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XPPpjU1UeAo .
        gradschoolfail 2y ago
        Currently trying to read^W skim Pynchon’s buddy Farina to get an 1960s inside outsider’s perspective on that.. >the second kind is capable of indefinite extension Rather i took the hint from here. But his third class does seem to have some overlap with [my intended] type IIIs. E.g. (esp?) technicals from the cadet branches who feel (attribute guilt? stereotype threat?) the need to do some legacy-laundering.. (Compare with the social origins of SPJ) Stronger connection to founder mode is that YC is in their own words (having a hard time locating exact quote) modelled after Harvard. So while the coarse-grained view from the POV of hoi polloi does look like your music video, our “local deities” were inside-outsiders, once upon a time in New England (as well as Ithacan transplants, for a couple of them)
082349872349872 2y ago
Dark Benjamin is a productive characterisation. Here are a few more snippets, from a world with a few less Midichlorians: I. [Benjamin is attending an Animal Farm wedding with his mare friend from a neighbouring farm, Kay.] — and Napoleon assured him that either his brains or his signature would be on the contract. — ... — That's a true story. That's my farm, Kay, that's not me. II. [After the death of Napoleon, the younger pigs took out a mortgage from the human bank. Pinkeye meets Benjamin to discuss some financial aid the latter provided for recent payments.] — Com.. Mr. Benjamin, of course we pigs are very grateful for your assistance with affairs of farm, and so we thought we should give you a quick heads-up. You're an animal of the world, you know how unforeseen things happen; we'd like to repay you on the original schedule but our accountants are saying we might have to get creative and renegotiate. I don't know what we might do, that's for others to decide, and unfortunately it didn't get discussed at the last committee meeting because we were too busy drawing up this list of the new government ministries. Would you care to see it by any chance? — Don't worry about negotiating with me; you should be worrying about negotiating with your Maker for breaking your word, when you come before Him to have Judgement passed on your soul... — Mr. Benjamin, surely you of all animals know that we pigs live quarter to quarter and have no time to waste on something so far off as that? — Allow me to repay your kindness by giving you a quick heads-up. You're an animal of the world, you know how unforeseen things happen. I'd like to be flexible but my investors are impatient. If we don't get repaid by Friday, you might be meeting your Maker on Saturday. III. [Years later, Benjamin, having since officially taken over from the pigs, has scheduled a "working holiday" at a secluded fishing spot with the president of the bank] — Ben, how do you do it? These skeeters are as loud as the outboard and I'm slathered in DEET but still getting eaten alive. Yet they don't bother you? [Benjamin twitches his ears back, and lifts a hind hoof ever so slightly off the aluminium deck. In the sudden silence, the president can hear wavelets rippling along the gunwales of their fishing boat.] — They... know better.

082349872349872 2y ago

Then again, in the universe of Benjamin/Squealer fanfic, who's to say we couldn't find the following convo? — ... Ironic. He could save others from death, but not himself. — Is it possible to learn this power? — Not from a pig.

gradschoolfail 2y ago
SPJ’s innovation, was to keep it bipartite and below— making sure type IIIs didnt feel like they were a higher class & everyone else was type II (Imagine an army with only NCOs and officers, but the NCOs are type IIIs) No proles (grunts) in the orgchart of a very large design agency..culturally, designers often happy to work like grunts anyway! (Painters = painters) This trouble with the proles (app store, actual store, icloud, contractor relations, PR screwups.. ) ultimately stems from that failed pancreas transplant, so that they no longer had an IV to keep entropy in its place.. [plus maybe the programmers n ee types started to feel they werent fully designers (Bret Victor, later, pple like Lattner?)] [Check out the wwdc videos.. the sw engineers dress like.. they havent read the canon] https://culturology-journal.ru/en/article.php?id=309 https://culturology-journal.ru/en/article.php?id=309 https://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/À_la_maréchale https://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/À_la_maréchale See cultural references in the less misogynistic (misandric?) en wiki Equoid Lagniappe: the surnames 司馬 and Marshall have a common origin >the recipes in which are infamous for reducing the population of anarchist cooks >I then began thinking about the other aspects of the bizarre parasitic life-cycle of the unicorn
- gradschoolfail 2y ago
  Contrast also the scale of the engineering consultancies/art/design coops that are purportedly the talent-dense equivalents of Mondragon, eg https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Arup_Group https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Arup_Group
- 082349872349872 2y ago
  > So that no rabbit would sign up in the first place. I liked Добро пожаловать, или Посторонним вход воспрещён (1964), in which the summer camp director plays a very soviet version of an Eric Berne Transactional Analysis* game, "Everything I do, I do it for you". According to wikipedia, it's infamous in russian for the lines: — Children, remember! You all are the owners of the camp. [All of] you! What do you all [therefore] need? — [children in chorus] Di. Sci. Pline! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ku_V2HgK6i8 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ku_V2HgK6i8 Thx for Equoid! Not having started in on it yet, all I have for now is pedantry, for the commenters on Stross' blog who are making horse analogies (as well as the wonderful Unicorns From Hell vid) are way off base: horses are Perissodactyl, but unicorns are Artiodactyl. * I'm not sold on TA, but learning to tune out as soon as you notice the opening moves of a TA game? That's sanity-preserving material right there. PS. I've lost the source for the roman trichotomy; plz remind?
  - gradschoolfail 2y ago
    [PS] B Russell, In Praise of Idleness
    - 082349872349872 2y ago
      Aha, I'd been remembering types I/II but forgotten about III — now that I'm reminded, it's time to rewatch https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XPPpjU1UeAo https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XPPpjU1UeAo .
      - gradschoolfail 2y ago
        Currently trying to read^W skim Pynchon’s buddy Farina to get an 1960s inside outsider’s perspective on that.. >the second kind is capable of indefinite extension Rather i took the hint from here. But his third class does seem to have some overlap with [my intended] type IIIs. E.g. (esp?) technicals from the cadet branches who feel (attribute guilt? stereotype threat?) the need to do some legacy-laundering.. (Compare with the social origins of SPJ) Stronger connection to founder mode is that YC is in their own words (having a hard time locating exact quote) modelled after Harvard. So while the coarse-grained view from the POV of hoi polloi does look like your music video, our “local deities” were inside-outsiders, once upon a time in New England (as well as Ithacan transplants, for a couple of them)

082349872349872 2y ago

Dark Benjamin is a productive characterisation. Here are a few more snippets, from a world with a few less Midichlorians: I. [Benjamin is attending an Animal Farm wedding with his mare friend from a neighbouring farm, Kay.] — and Napoleon assured him that either his brains or his signature would be on the contract. — ... — That's a true story. That's my farm, Kay, that's not me. II. [After the death of Napoleon, the younger pigs took out a mortgage from the human bank. Pinkeye meets Benjamin to discuss some financial aid the latter provided for recent payments.] — Com.. Mr. Benjamin, of course we pigs are very grateful for your assistance with affairs of farm, and so we thought we should give you a quick heads-up. You're an animal of the world, you know how unforeseen things happen; we'd like to repay you on the original schedule but our accountants are saying we might have to get creative and renegotiate. I don't know what we might do, that's for others to decide, and unfortunately it didn't get discussed at the last committee meeting because we were too busy drawing up this list of the new government ministries. Would you care to see it by any chance? — Don't worry about negotiating with me; you should be worrying about negotiating with your Maker for breaking your word, when you come before Him to have Judgement passed on your soul... — Mr. Benjamin, surely you of all animals know that we pigs live quarter to quarter and have no time to waste on something so far off as that? — Allow me to repay your kindness by giving you a quick heads-up. You're an animal of the world, you know how unforeseen things happen. I'd like to be flexible but my investors are impatient. If we don't get repaid by Friday, you might be meeting your Maker on Saturday. III. [Years later, Benjamin, having since officially taken over from the pigs, has scheduled a "working holiday" at a secluded fishing spot with the president of the bank] — Ben, how do you do it? These skeeters are as loud as the outboard and I'm slathered in DEET but still getting eaten alive. Yet they don't bother you? [Benjamin twitches his ears back, and lifts a hind hoof ever so slightly off the aluminium deck. In the sudden silence, the president can hear wavelets rippling along the gunwales of their fishing boat.] — They... know better.