Month: March 2019

andrew carnegie, lucky billionaire, guilty of undending crimes, guilted into giving his money away, empowered a lowlife like napoleon hill to write a book about magic. it’s called “think and grow rich.” the principle of auto-suggestion … my goodness! it really worked out well for the egyptian pharaohs but not so well for the thousands of slaves and millions of poor-as-fuck worker bees. it’s old fashioned sympathetic magic. ugh. his chapters on faith and auto-suggestion are particularly disgusting.

i’m not a very good boss. i do all the things i say people shouldn’t do. i think i’ve figured out why. it’s because i’m not a boss. i’m an educator. i’m trying to educate you how to be a good boss, not be a good boss. and i’m not a very good educator in the sense that i don’t hold hands and pray. i am pushy, impatient, unforgiving, principled, ethical and functional. that’s everything people hate in both bosses and educators in terms of personality. but it gets the job done and it raises the ship that’s sunk from the bottom of the ocean. everyone hates me but they respect me — respect in the old fashioned sense of the word, that is, fear and terror and awe. oy!

we live in a world with zero empathy. giant tragedy strikes. oh, well. thousands dead. oh, well. fuck it. let me get back to what i was doing.

dodged the black hole.

i feel a black hole coming. it’s been building. it’s been intensifying. it’s been calling. it’s been growing. it’s been gravitating. how do i stop it? and should i? or do i ride the wave?

you’re welcome.

you’re welcome.