this strange world where nobody works, everyone is perpetually considering a startup, and billionaire funders flit around the margins in little conspiracies of silence
there’s a kind of nausea from the coterminacy of the scene and the great sea of money and ideology; everything is the same all at once and you cannot escape it
through self-involvement and self-promotion, they accidentally created a prosopography of the navel-gazing classes
the most important thing about SF right now is that its finally learning it has a need for theories of art and theories of history: this would in theory be a moment where new york has some capacity to produce imports, but they’ve gone galapagos. nobody cares about Marx on the west coast, but what that means is that there’s an opening, that it’s the only place where you can be Marx
the most important rule about silicon valley is that if you’re a little crazy, you have to be totally earnest about it. in the rest of the world, you’re expected to be jokey and wacky and funny, but in silicon valley if you’re a little out there it’s something you have to treat as dead normal.