Tomorrow is about two men. I know which one I'll be celebrating.

Elon made me do it: just tripled my monthly contribution to Wikipedia.

In applications, in browsers, in tech places that are my longtime friends, I now feel swarmed by Lilliputian AI offers and entreaties. “Get off me,” I say. “You are breaking my flow.” These swarms make Clippy look sweetly quaint. I like to write. I like to make art. All by myself.

Spent the weekend with 3 or the smartest women I know discussing what resistance looks like. One conclusion is that, as we listen carefully to those we disagree with, we need to make sure to politely announce our own values. Don’t shut up. Don’t stop boldly being who we are and what we hope for.

It feels like most of us in the US are suffering adrenal fatigue.

We're all in for some hardcore suffering, but that it may be a necessary wake-up call. Even today I'm hearing folks wake up to some of what's in front of us - things like the economic impact of tariffs and the real threat to social welfare programs upon which they themselves depend.