At 11 PM sharp, the lights all go up. Out of the corner of my eye, I see the hand of an anti-porn-crusading Australian inch closer to the thigh of the Minnesotan fashion designer.
“Where do white people go out in Miami?” someone asks as we step in the elevator.
Nothing to do with software, yet it says so much about the software.
While we’re talking about the Urbit group she runs for women and girls, a man in an unbuttoned shirt walks up and steals her sparkling water.
“I’m like, the bad guy,” Pax Dickinson introduces himself to me. “I was the first guy to ever get canceled for tweeting.” He hands his girlfriend back her Spindrift. “I just wanted to see if you’d let me take it.”
Pax warns me that the last time a journalist tried to interview him for a story, she ended up lost at a state park without service. In September 2013, Dickinson was fired from his position as CFO of Business Insider for tweeting the N-word, in a post he said was satirizing Mel Gibson.
I need to stop reading these during work meetings, because I’m pretty sure I can only disguise one instance of utterly losing my shit a week as beard grooming before someone notices
“Look, it’s like Chomsky said,” says Noah. “Come at this as if you were an anthropologist from Mars. As if you didn’t know the rules, as if you didn’t know what was expected of you, as if you didn’t know what to think — about Urbit, or Miami, or New York.”
This is just straight up cult thought-stopping technique right?
Someone thinks they see Bladee in the audience
No, that’s not true, that’s impossible!
A girl?! Quickly, take your red pills everyone, and invoke the names of the benefactors!
Of the 2 Urbit-related reportages submitted today, I think this is the better one.
The other: https://awful.systems/post/631
