perfidy

In pursuit of my life long dream of having a career that involves nothing more than sitting in front of a computer in my jammies, I have been writing a novel. It became apparent to me that sitting in front of a computer in my jammies four out of five days a week as a technical writer and web developer is not enough. I need that last day. The novel is about 1/4 done, and the initial feedback has been very positive. Yay, me! I will shortly be setting up another website for that novel to live on, and you'll see a link here.

Also, I have remembered that I never finished my series on state mottoes. Expect updates soonish.

I would like to state for the record that it has become almost impossible for me to have normal conversations about politics with, well, anyone. I no longer have common referents with the average interlocutor. And I can't really say, go read the last six months of Zero Hedge, the entire corpus of Moldbug, and a hundred other things and get back to me when you can understand what I'm talking about. And can you summarize Austrian economics and the history of the Great Depression and the formation of modern banking every time you're talking to someone about the state of the economy? And God forbid trying to explain where I'm coming from on politics.

And, on that note, thanks Chris for having read Zero Hedge and Moldbug and Charleton so that I can talk to you. You're a mensch.