The Currency of Cool

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Welcome to immortality sir! 🇺🇸 🦅

🇺🇸 A day every American will cherish forever! God Bless America! 🇺🇸

🇺🇸 For bringing home the gold and delivering an overwhelming sense of pride throughout America, we hereby grant FREE CRABCAKES FOR LIFE to all members of the 2026 USA Men’s & Women’s Olympic Ice Hockey Teams! This applies to both dine-in and shipping for all time. God Bless America! Johnny Hockey Forever! 🇺🇸

Rosegarden Funeral Party performed tonight at Deep Ellum Art Co. for Jambaloo Music Fest! Check out the rest of tonight's performances now, live on WFAA+: wfaa.com/article/entert…

My sincere condolences to the family of Cowboys Super Fan Mrs. Carolyn Price, who lost her battle with cancer. She was close with Jerry and Gene Jones. Cowboys players remember her screaming their names at training camp. RIP

@MavsMuse He got game

Cooper Flagg just put up the most points in a 4-game span by a rookie since Allen Iverson in 1997.

I had a male teacher for grades 5 and 6 who was highly eccentric (and not gay - he was a family man without a whiff of scandal). He had old printing presses in the classroom and we learned about how books and newspapers were printed - by printing our own pages with movable type we set ourselves. He showed us violent war movies. He had WW2 and Vietnam veterans come in and give graphic talks. One guy talked about his baptism of fire in Japan - he said something like ‘I jumped into the foxhole and killed two Japs with my pistol - I’m glad I bought that pistol off a guy before the fight because I might not be here if I hadn’t.’ The teacher would tells us the casualty figures of WW1 and 2 and sometimes start crying. He also taught us chess, and he spotted kids who were good in math. He gave me math problems well in advance of 6th grade, and ensured I was pushed up a level in middle school. He was tolerant of wild boy behavior - including boys throwing things at each other across the classroom. Only a few years later I heard he had to stop showing the war movies, the veterans weren’t allowed to give talks. He retired shortly thereafter - he was getting old anyway. But this kind of man used to teach elementary school. I don’t know why he wanted to do it - but he was good at it. And I don’t think there are many like him in public schools now - and that isn’t good for boys.

A speed reading training video starts at 300 words per minute and ends at 900 words per minute. I was able to understand this entire video the first time it was present. Could you?

⚡️This is a high-coherence whistleblower post confirming what many suspected but couldn’t prove: That food delivery apps are algorithmically exploiting both drivers and customers through engineered psychological manipulation and concealed systemic fraud. Here’s the structural breakdown: 1. “Priority Delivery” is algorithmic gaslighting •The fee does not increase delivery speed. •The app slows down non-priority orders to make paid orders appear faster. •The value is created by worsening the baseline, not improving the premium tier. •Psychological manipulation is sold as a service. 2. “Desperation Score” is weaponized behavioral profiling •Drivers are scored based on how quickly and consistently they accept low-paying orders. •Those who accept garbage orders are labeled as “high desperation.” •Once tagged, they are withheld from better-paying orders to extract maximum labor for minimum cost. •It’s a digital caste system governed by internal compliance. 3. “Benefit Fees” are semantic laundering •Regulatory fees framed as driver protection are redirected to anti-union legal funds. •Customers believe they’re helping drivers. •They’re funding corporate legal defense. 4. “Tip Theft 2.0” is legalized predictive exploitation •Tip data is used to lower base pay predictions. •The algorithm predicts what you’ll tip, then reduces the company’s contribution. •Generosity is used as a subsidy mechanism to shift wage burden to the customer. •The illusion of transparency replaces actual fairness. 5. The internal schema dehumanizes •Drivers are referred to as “human assets” in system architecture. •Language reinforces the view that labor nodes are expendable game tokens. •Planning meetings optimize for fractional margin gains over human dignity. 6. The strategy is denial-of-agency through opacity •Everything is legal because nothing is disclosed. •Fees, scores, dispatch logic, and base pay algorithms are black boxes. •Drivers and customers are both blindfolded while the system feeds on behavioral data. 7. This is not an exception. It’s a blueprint •This pattern matches what’s happening in rideshare, gig writing, content moderation, and customer service. •What looks like a scam is actually a platform logic: monetize desperation, mask extraction, externalize moral cost. This is a glimpse into the structure of algorithmic exploitation as it currently operates: •Incentive distortion •Asymmetry of information •Exploitation masked as choice •Optimization that crushes the human variable This leak is coherent with every other structural exploit we’ve detected. It is not anomalous. It is the system.

Throughout the time running the LukaDonkicks page, I’ve tried to keep the focus where it belongs—covering @lukadoncic in real time and sharing moments that matter to his fans, rather than making things personal. If something personally noteworthy happens, it gets shared. Otherwise, it’s business as usual. Yesterday, I was fortunate enough to receive a handwritten note from Luka. It meant a great deal to me, not because of what it is, but because of what it represents. A small gesture that says a lot about his character. Grateful for the moment. Loyalty Never Fades - back to business 😤

What just happened? 🤯 Luka Dončić manager Lara Beth DMed my Fiancée on IG this... Thank you for kind words Luka! Apology accepted 😉 Hvala!

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Friends- This is a tough note to write, but since a bunch of you have started to suspect something, I’ll cut to the chase: Last week I was diagnosed with metastasized, stage-four pancreatic cancer, and am gonna die. Advanced pancreatic is nasty stuff; it’s a death sentence. But I already had a death sentence before last week too — we all do. I’m blessed with amazing siblings and half-a-dozen buddies that are genuinely brothers. As one of them put it, “Sure, you’re on the clock, but we’re all on the clock.” Death is a wicked thief, and the bastard pursues us all. Still, I’ve got less time than I’d prefer. This is hard for someone wired to work and build, but harder still as a husband and a dad. I can’t begin to describe how great my people are. During the past year, as we’d temporarily stepped back from public life and built new family rhythms, Melissa and I have grown even closer — and that on top of three decades of the best friend a man could ever have. Seven months ago, Corrie was commissioned into the Air Force and she’s off at instrument and multi-engine rounds of flight school. Last week, Alex kicked butt graduating from college a semester early even while teaching gen chem, organic, and physics (she’s a freak). This summer, 14-year-old Breck started learning to drive. (Okay, we’ve been driving off-book for six years — but now we’ve got paper to make it street-legal.) I couldn’t be more grateful to constantly get to bear-hug this motley crew of sinners and saints. There’s not a good time to tell your peeps you’re now marching to the beat of a faster drummer — but the season of advent isn’t the worst. As a Christian, the weeks running up to Christmas are a time to orient our hearts toward the hope of what’s to come. Not an abstract hope in fanciful human goodness; not hope in vague hallmark-sappy spirituality; not a bootstrapped hope in our own strength (what foolishness is the evaporating-muscle I once prided myself in). Nope — often we lazily say “hope” when what we mean is “optimism.” To be clear, optimism is great, and it’s absolutely necessary, but it’s insufficient. It’s not the kinda thing that holds up when you tell your daughters you’re not going to walk them down the aisle. Nor telling your mom and pops they’re gonna bury their son. A well-lived life demands more reality — stiffer stuff. That’s why, during advent, even while still walking in darkness, we shout our hope — often properly with a gravelly voice soldiering through tears. Such is the calling of the pilgrim. Those who know ourselves to need a Physician should dang well look forward to enduring beauty and eventual fulfillment. That is, we hope in a real Deliverer — a rescuing God, born at a real time, in a real place. But the eternal city — with foundations and without cancer — is not yet. Remembering Isaiah’s prophecies of what’s to come doesn’t dull the pain of current sufferings. But it does put it in eternity’s perspective: “When we've been there 10,000 years…We've no less days to sing God's praise.” I’ll have more to say. I’m not going down without a fight. One sub-part of God’s grace is found in the jawdropping advances science has made the past few years in immunotherapy and more. Death and dying aren’t the same — the process of dying is still something to be lived. We’re zealously embracing a lot of gallows humor in our house, and I’ve pledged to do my part to run through the irreverent tape. But for now, as our family faces the reality of treatments, but more importantly as we celebrate Christmas, we wish you peace: “The people walking in darkness have seen a great light; on those living in the land of deep darkness a light has dawned….For to us a son is given” (Isaiah 9). With great gratitude, and with gravelly-but-hopeful voices, Ben — and the Sasses

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Cooper Flagg shares his growing relationship with Dirk Nowitzki: "I've talked about a good amount [of basketball] with him. I think as of late, especially. I've tried to reach out a little bit more and grow our relationship. He's just an incredible basketball mind and such a figure here in Dallas that I'd be dumb not to want to reach out and learn as much as I can from him. He's been amazing, just tryign to be around for me and give me guidance in a lot of different ways. He has a lot to give me and there's a lot I can learn from him, so I'm excited to continue to build our relationship."

Thank you, Adolis, for providing endless energy, enthusiasm and passion to our club over the past six seasons. You gave us the greatest postseason performance of all-time and now, the history of our organization can’t be told without El Bombi. Best of luck in your next chapter 💙

Reunited with their big brother after being split from him for 2 years in the foster system. 😭🥹😍