Ruth Laura Edlund

💯A lot of AI hate is thinly veiled gatekeeping.

Jeffries: We are exploring all options to overturn this shocking decision."

Post the last photo of your pet on your phone. No cheating.

Today’s authors aren’t problematic enough. Mary Shelley fought with Leigh Hunt for possession of her late husband’s disembodied heart. Caroline Lamb stabbed herself with a broken wine glass & then mailed a lock of her pubic hair to Byron. Rufus Griswold dug up his wife’s body and spent 30 hours kissing it. Living writers are dull by comparison.

Idk who needs to hear this today, but yes, you can bring tacos through airport security.

Part 9 🍿 The final unraveling began with Tyson. You could always count on Tyson to choose loyalty right up until loyalty became inconvenient. Investigators cornered him over cash withdrawals and undisclosed equipment sales, and suddenly, he developed a passion for transparency. He entered into a cooperation agreement and confirmed what Greg’s documents had implied: Grant had directed misstatements, used company funds for personal expenses, and discussed “burying Lena” if the divorce turned hostile. Tyson’s testimony wasn’t noble. It was survival. I didn’t care. Truth does not lose value because cowards deliver it late...

Had a Jane Street phone interview in 2016. "Price a 6-month forward on carrots." There's no carrot futures market, so I build one from scratch: seasonal harvest cycles, USDA demand elasticity, cold storage decay rates. One trader stops me. "Your storage cost function– you're modeling the carrot as dead inventory. Like grain in a silo." He asks me the metabolic respiration rate of a post-harvest carrot at 2°C. I estimate. "Your forward is overpriced by exactly that shrinkage. The underlying is consuming its own sugars. It's alive." Good correction. I adjust the model. I think I've recovered. Rejection email comes the next morning. Subject: "Ethical Review." My framework, they write, "relied on the severance of the root organism from its growth medium." The question about respiration was a test. The carrot was still alive and I'd built an entire derivatives structure on top of its death without questioning whether harvest was an acceptable act. I pull up the recruiter's original email. It doesn't say Jane Street. It says Jain Street– a non-violent quantitative commodities fund. The carrot was never supposed to be priced. It was supposed to be refused. I later learn the only candidate who passed that round was a former monk from Gujarat who sat in silence for eleven minutes and said, "I cannot put a price on life." He's now a partner.

Part 5 🍿 I stared at the letter again. There was more. If you are here because my son chose vanity over family, then use what I have set aside. Do not waste time asking whether you deserve it. You earned it twice over. Protect Owen. Protect yourself. And do not, under any circumstance, rescue Grant from a fire he set on purpose. Family I lowered the paper slowly. For a moment, I could not speak....