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I’m getting really tired of my favorite sports teams trading away their best player.
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Chuck Mallott
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Chuck Mallott
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🇵🇸 Web, Mobile, UX and Product Designer. Product Design leader. Just a flawed mortal fumbling towards enlightenment. #ux #design #mtb
Wake Forest, NC Katılım Ocak 2007
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Perfectly said. 👌
Gandalv@Microinteracti1
Robert Mueller died last night. He was 81 years old. He had a wife who loved him for sixty years. He had two daughters, one of whom he met for the first time in Hawaii, in 1969, on a few hours of military leave, before he got back on the plane and returned to Vietnam. He had grandchildren. He had a faith he practiced quietly, without performance. He had, in the way of men who have seen real things and survived them, a quality that is increasingly rare and increasingly mocked in the country he spent his life serving. He had integrity. And tonight the President of the United States said good! I have been sitting with that word for hours now. Good. One syllable. The thing you say when the coffee is hot or the traffic is moving. The thing a man who has never had to bury anyone, never had to sit in the specific silence of a room where someone is newly absent, reaches for when he wants the world to know he is satisfied. Good. The daughters are crying and the wife is alone in the house and good. I want to speak directly to the Americans reading this. Not the political Americans. Just the human ones. The ones who have lost a father. The ones who know what it is to be in that first hour, when you keep forgetting and then remembering again, when ordinary objects become unbearable, when the world outside the window seems obscene in its indifference. I want to ask you, simply, to hold that feeling for a moment, and then to understand that the man you elected looked at it and typed a single word. Good. This is not a country having a bad day. I need you to understand that. Countries have bad days. Elections go wrong. Leaders disappoint. Institutions bend. But there is a different thing, a rarer and more terrible thing, that happens when the moral center of a place simply gives way. Not dramatically. Not with a single catastrophic event. But quietly, in increments, until one evening a president celebrates the death of an old man whose family is still warm with grief, and enough people find it acceptable that it becomes the weather. Just the weather. That is what is happening. That is what has happened. The world knows. From Tokyo to Oslo, from London to Buenos Aires, people are not angry at America tonight. Anger would mean there was still something to fight for, some remaining faith to be betrayed. What I see, in the reactions from everywhere that is not here, is something older and sadder than anger. It is the look people get when they have waited a long time for someone they love to find their way back, and have finally understood that they are not coming. America is being grieved. Past tense, almost. The idea of it. The thing it represented to people who had nothing else to believe in, who came here with everything they owned in a single bag because they had heard, somehow, across an ocean, that this was the place where decency was written into the walls. That idea is not resting. It is not suspended. It is being buried, in real time, with 7,450 likes before dinner. And the church said nothing. Seventy million people have decided that this man, this specific man who has cheated everyone he has ever made a promise to, who has mocked the disabled and the dead and the grieving, who celebrated tonight while a family wept, is an instrument of God. The pastors who made that bargain did not just trade away their credibility. They traded away the thing that made them worth listening to in the first place. The cross they carry now is a costume. The faith they preach is a loyalty oath with scripture attached. When the history of American Christianity is written, this will be the chapter they skip at seminary. Now I want to talk about the men who stand next to him. Because this is the part that actually breaks my heart. JD Vance is not a bad man. I have to say that, because it is true, and because the truth matters even now, especially now. Marco Rubio is not a bad man. Lindsey Graham is not a bad man. They are idiots, but not bad, as in BAD! These are men with mothers who raised them and children who love them and friends who remember who they were before all of this. They are not monsters. Monsters are simple. Monsters do not cost you anything emotionally because there is nothing in them to mourn. These men are something more painful than monsters. They are men who knew better, and know better still, and will get up tomorrow and do it again. Every small compromise they made had a reason. Every moment they looked the other way had a justification that sounded, at the time, almost reasonable. And now they have arrived here, at a place where a president celebrates the death of an old man and they will find a way, on television, to say nothing that means anything, and they will go home to houses where children who carry their name are waiting, and they will say goodnight, and they will say nothing. Their oldest friends are watching. The ones who knew Rubio when he still believed in something. Who knew Graham when he said, out loud, on the record, that this exact man would destroy the Republican Party and deserve it. Who sat next to Vance and thought here is someone worth knowing. Those friends are not angry tonight. They moved through anger a long time ago. What they feel now is the quiet, irrecoverable sadness of watching someone disappear while still being present. Of watching a person they loved choose, again and again, to become less. That is what cowardice costs. Not the coward. The people who loved him. And in the comments tonight, the followers celebrate. People who ten years ago brought casseroles to grieving neighbours. Who stood in the rain at gravesides and meant the words they said. Who told their children that we do not speak ill of the dead because the dead were someone's beloved. Those people are tonight typing gleeful things about a man whose daughters are not yet done crying. And they feel clean doing it. Righteous. Because somewhere along the way the thing they were given in exchange for their decency was the feeling of belonging to something, and that feeling is very hard to give up even when you can no longer remember what you gave for it. When Trump is gone, they will still be here. Standing in the silence where the noise used to be. Without the permission the crowd gave them. Without the pastor who told them their cruelty was holy. They will be alone with what they said and what they cheered and what they chose to become, and there will be no one left to tell them it was righteous. That morning is coming. Robert Mueller flew across the Pacific on military leave to hold his newborn daughter for a few hours before returning to the war. He came home. He buried his dead with honour. He served presidents of both parties because he understood that the institution was larger than any one man. He told his grandchildren that a lie is the worst thing a person can do, that a reputation once lost cannot be recovered, and he lived that, every day, in the quiet and unglamorous way of people who actually believe what they say. He was the kind of American the world used to point to when it needed to believe the story was true. He died last night. His wife is alone in their house in Georgetown. His daughters are learning what the world is without him in it. And somewhere in the particular hush that falls over a family in the first hours of loss, the most powerful man and the biggest loser on earth sent a message to say he was glad. The world that loved what America was supposed to be is grieving tonight. Not for Robert Mueller only. For the country that produced him and then became this. For the distance between what was promised and what was delivered. For the suspicion, growing quieter and more certain with each passing month, that the America people believed in was always partly a story, and the story is over now, and there is nothing yet to replace it. That is all it needed to be. A man died. His family is broken open with grief. That is all it needed to be. Instead the President said good. And the country that once stood for something looked away 🇺🇸 Gandalv / @Microinteracti1
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Chuck Mallott retweetledi
Dunno who needs/wants to see this... but this is a reminder that multi-tasking is not a thing.
When we think we're multi-tasking, we're actually just switching back and forth between tasks.
And when we switch context, it can take 15-20 minutes to reestablish the level of focus and flow we left behind.
I've noticed this in my own use of AI, and in my friends who have embraced quasi-synchronous agent management for coding or other knowledge workflows.
And it creates two problems:
P1. It's bad for our mental health. Focus, creativity, and flow states are right-brain-hemisphere phenomena, and they act as a counterbalance to anxiety, which is a left-brain thing.
Take someone who's built a life/career around deep work and make them a manager of agents..... of course they feel anxious, overwhelmed, and overworked.
P2. It's bad for our work. Remember the famous @paulg essay about maker schedules and manager schedules?
Going all-in on agents blows up your maker schedule and makes you a manager. It doesn't LOOK that way on your calendar, but that's what it is.
You're producing more, but are you producing better? What do you lose when you give away your human brain's unique power? Sadly, you won't know right away — instead, you'll frantically fritter away your edge, feeling productive until you realize what went wrong.
Those are the problems. What are the solutions?
S1. Constrain your switching to a single context.
Don't jump between five totally different agent workstreams. If you're using multiple agents or tools, consolidate them on a single project or task. Stay in the zone, with AI as your helper.
Our brains can handle this — it's the context switching that causes all the problems.
S2. Separate maker time and manager time.
Learn to timebox deep focused flow work separate from production-oriented agent management work. Choose a time(s) of day when you can focus on planning and creating original thought, and other times when you can monitor agent workstreams while doing email or other admin work.
Our brains can handle this, too — compartmentalization works really well.
This is not a luddite post.... it's just my attempt to match what we know about brains (which aren't changing) to new AI capabilities (that are changing all the time). These are a couple of things that work for me.
What's working for you?
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Chuck Mallott retweetledi
When a requirement specifies the solution, the design is a tautology. Separating requirements from solutions is key to doing design.
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@Kulambq There are enough rules in life. Reading is one of the few things I own 100% and nobody else can tell me what to do with that time. Read what you want when you want how you want.
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@adamsilverhq Kinda odd to pit them against each other as "one is focused on this, the other is focused on that". They're both trying to accomplish the same thing, they just have different philosophies in terms of how they approach building a product, and that's ok. There's room for all types.
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I can't name a single digital product I started using just because it looked nice.
Don't get me wrong:
Aesthetics matter.
But most designers seem to think it's the most important thing.
It's certainly what they spend most of their time working on.
Take Linear and Fizzy.
They're both competing with the nightmare that is JIRA.
And they both look good visually.
But there's a big difference between the two:
Linear: focused on aesthetics
Fizzy: focused on behaviour
Both look good.
But they have very different results.
Good design is 10% how it looks and 90% how it works.
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@BleacherReport TBH, you gotta include Flagg in this as well. If they had kept Luka they wouldn't have been a lottery team.
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The Mavs turned Luka into:
➖Max Christie
➖Khris Middleton
➖AJ Johnson
➖Malaki Branham
➖Marvin Bagley III
➖Lakers 2029 1st-RD pick
➖Thunder 2026 1st-RD pick
➖Warriors 2030 protected 1st-RD pick
➖Suns 2026 2nd-RD pick
➖Bulls 2027 2nd-RD pick
➖Rockets 2029 2nd-RD pick
Do you think Dallas got a good return? 🤔👀
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@Marcus_Mosher Replace your pick of that OT with CJ Allen and you’ve got a deal!
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7-round mock!
Cowboys add a STUD pass rusher AND still keep two first round picks….
thelandryhat.com/cowboys-strike…
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@JohnOwning @rjochoa And The Trade was sold to us by Jones partly due to Eberflus telling him it was fine cuz they could scheme pressure easier than they could scheme stopping the run. Where was that schemed pressure all year?
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@rjochoa I think that's all fair, but I think he contributed to stuff like the trade more than the public knows. So I'm not trying to give him any outs whatsoever. Front office needs to be better, 100%.
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To me, the annoying part of the "Eberflus didn't have the talent to succeed" is that it absolves him from the player acquisition process.
We're acting like he didn't have a big say in bringing in Murray, Sanborn, Elam, etc.? He helped make his bed and it backfired on him.
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Chuck Mallott retweetledi
@SportsSturm Thoroughly enjoyed both the book and movie, which is a rare feat.
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@BiasedSlightly Yep, same. Happened that way for Mavs and Rangers, too.
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I don’t want to come off as a “it’s our year” Cowboys fan but I always felt “our year” would come when everyone least expects it
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@figma Auto Layout has ruined me. I want to use it everywhere. I want it in PowerPoint (ugh), I want to use it to organize the desktop on my laptop. I want to use it on my walls to hang pictures. What a truly life-changing feature!
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Amazing book! A bit dark and haunting, but packed with wisdom about nature, parenthood, and love. literal.club/activity/b5344…
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Chuck Mallott retweetledi
here's an idea: maybe guns shouldn't be so fucking easy to get
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Chuck Mallott retweetledi
The scourge of gun violence and political violence must end.
The shooting of Charlie Kirk is the latest incident of this chaos and it must stop. We cannot go down this road.
There is no place for it in America and we wish for his recovery.
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