PREVIOUSLY ON BECOMING VERY MONEY: ṱ̸̼̘̍̑̔̿h̶̜͔̉̑͐̏e̶̞̹͉͂ ̵̖̱̺̲͛́̑̅c̵͖̓͋͛ḁ̸̱̹̺̌̆̒n̸̲̲̉̏́v̵͓̟͔̠̿̆à̸̪͖̪̝̉ṣ̶̻̚̚͘͠.̷̺͇̞͐͒͛ ̵̟͉̬͆̀̈́̂t̴̥̓̑h̸̺̞̽͗͑̽ẻ̴͇̆͝ ̸͔͔̋͜f̸̢̖̗̂̇u̵̺̟̪̪͆n̴̯̪̟̋̐̐n̷̖͉̍͜ê̶̳̫̦ͅļ̵͈͖͆̆.̴̫̪͍͍̈́̆ ̴̼̙̌ţ̷̠̯̓͆̓h̴̼͖̔e̸̛͇̍̍ ̸̼͔͒͗p̶̡̝̒̂̕͜ͅi̵͕̽͆͂̏p̵͍̞̘̆͠é̴̲͒͛̅l̷̛̬̳̤̂̐͑i̶͓̾͛n̴̨͚̾̓͊e̵̺̓.̵̨̬̭̒̎̊̄ ̸͕̻̗̓̈́̊̎t̴̬̙̦͗̄̉̍h̶̰̾e̴̤͗̃͑ ̶̡̦̗̤́̂̾c̷̱̆̾͝a̴̺̘͈̿ņ̵̳͓͂̈́͐̒v̸͖̎̑̄a̷̬̫̰̎̀̕s̶̻̔̍͒͗.̸̣͇̂̃͠ ̸̢̙̗̊͗͜͝t̴̺̽͌ḩ̷͓̀̒e̷̩̦͌̏̍ ̸̞͔͐̀͆̐f̶̡̰͔͍̈́̆͊̒u̵͓͖̙̜͋̓̋̂n̵̬̟̬̔̇̒n̵̹̣͕͍͗ẻ̵̪̚l̴̡͍͉̯̿͠.̶̩̠͍̆́͜ ̷͍̤͖̀͊͛t̷̙̠̽̿̑̚h̷̩͆ͅe̸͖̪̖̙̔̕ ̴͚͍̃͐̓̑p̶̺͙͙͙̈́̎̀ī̸̤̔̍p̴̗͕͂̂é̶̱̈̚l̸̘͚͛͠i̸͎̙̝̰̔̆͠n̶̤̜͇̑e̵̟̙͖̎̅̉̆.̴̪͇̅̽̈ ̸͙̪̟̯͒̃͗ṭ̶̯̣͐h̷̫͚͇̀̇̔̀ẻ̶̯̖̫̕ ̴̲̖̫̌̐̎ċ̶̞̜͇̬͑a̷̹̼̼͋̅̽̑n̵̝̣͗v̴̡̟̄a̷̬͇͌̀s̶͎̘̾.̴͓͙͔̬͌̀͝ ̴̪̘̽̐̐t̷̲̥̾̐͘h̷̼̫͎̩́ē̸̖͓̺̋ ̵͎̥͔̙͐̊̌́f̵͖̠̬̮̎̚ų̶͕̗̃̔̆̕ñ̶̢̮̫͝n̵̡̈́e̵̥͌l̵͕̑̒ͅ.̶̡̢̬̈ ̵͍͈̪̫̋͝t̸͕͂͝ḥ̵͓̐̊̒̑ͅē̵̘ ̴̹͉̒ͅṕ̴͕͚̀́̎i̸̲̾̇̀̄p̸̢͔͌̈́̄e̸̯̚͝l̵͖͕̙̈́i̵̲̊̇͌n̴̞͎̈́ē̸̘̙̆͘͠.̸̫̖̭̲͋̽̈
Don’t look now, but there is somebody in your kitchen. Someone is stirring the chili. The stirring is the motion, the mechanism. But what about the chili? We believe the chili being stirred is not euphoria. That someone is Average Joe, Tech Genius.
Fun fact: only the first and last sentence of that paragraph was written by me, the rest is straight from the Average Joe’s mouth. That sweet, sweet, overflowing with chili mouth. I spoke last week about unnecessary uses of metaphors and analogies, which often only served to make things more confusing. I feel like I spoke to soon. It gets so so so much work. The introductory section of the chapter “Patterns, Details, and Secrets” employs a chili metaphor. I have yet to fully parse what its purpose is supposed to be, aside from evoking a sense of eldritch bean-based horror. How I long for the simpler times of skateboard-bike-car. As I’m sure you all recall, last time we discussed how the SCF was used to invoke RSFC, or it might have been the other way around. Regardless, what is clear is that learning the SCF is to learn the stirring of chili. And of course, the stirring is the motion, the mechanism. Which leaves us to question, well then what is this metaphorical chili, Mr. Average Joe? Why the chili is the factors and the variables! My understanding of this analogy stops here, as it’s somewhat unclear what the interaction between the stirring and the chili is. One thing is for certain, the chili being stirred is not euphoria. I just give up on that part.
Look, I gotta be honest here. The entirety of this chapter? In and out of my brain. Woosh. Nothing remains but residual chili sticking to the ear canal. The final chapter of this book is essentially a summary of all the previous chapters (and it’s actually as brief as it claims to be!). Reading this summation I was astounded not only by the thought of how much time I’d wasted reading a book that could seemingly have been summed up in 10 pages, but also how much of what I’d read for last weeks review has just disappeared from my mind completely. All that remains is ṱ̸̼̘̍̑̔̿h̶̜͔̉̑͐̏e̶̞̹͉͂ ̵̖̱̺̲͛́̑̅c̵͖̓͋͛ḁ̸̱̹̺̌̆̒n̸̲̲̉̏́v̵͓̟͔̠̿̆à̸̪͖̪̝̉ṣ̶̻̚̚͘͠.̷̺͇̞͐͒͛ ̵̟͉̬͆̀̈́̂t̴̥̓̑h̸̺̞̽͗͑̽ẻ̴͇̆͝ ̸͔͔̋͜f̸̢̖̗̂̇u̵̺̟̪̪͆n̴̯̪̟̋̐̐n̷̖͉̍͜ê̶̳̫̦ͅļ̵͈͖͆̆.̴̫̪͍͍̈́̆ ̴̼̙̌ţ̷̠̯̓͆̓h̴̼͖̔e̸̛͇̍̍ ̸̼͔͒͗p̶̡̝̒̂̕͜ͅi̵͕̽͆͂̏p̵͍̞̘̆͠é̴̲͒͛̅l̷̛̬̳̤̂̐͑i̶͓̾͛n̴̨͚̾̓͊e̵̺̓ and the Mindless Work LADDER. To be fair, I don’t put myself into ideal situations for retention of information with the way I read these in a fevered state, but it strikes me as impressive how little I can recall. And being on the opposite side of this book now, I feel a clarity I didn’t feel last time. As I look at this summary, I look again at the “six component of the tech genius myth” that Average Joe sets out to debunk. Initially I’d thought, oh that’s a nice narrative framing and will be useful for myself in terms of analyzing the text. Now I look at it and some of these “components” are just meaningless. What does “secrets are elusive” mean? Who is talking about Steve Jobs and is just like “well what can you do, secrets are elusive!” THAT ISN’T A PERSON. Why are we debunking this. “Their thinking is mysteriously inverted”. NO. Who thinks this? The chapter debunking that one is just called “Becoming Contrarian”. That isn’t mysterious! Nobody is claiming it is! They just have new ideas. That’s not mysterious inversion! And, like, Average Joe agrees that it’s not that! Hence the debunking of the claim, but nobody is claiming it! There’s no debunking to be done!
OK, I just had to step away to put the kettle on so I can have some tea. I was not expecting to experience genuine rage while writing this up but here I am.
There is a bright side. This is the most personally connected to an authour I’ve felt since the halcyon days of Jason R. Rich and Nite Reading. Average Joe is littered with expression and personality, sometimes to an unhelpful extent. At one point, a Taylor Swift song is quoted. I had not heard of the song in question (I Forgot That You Existed), so I thought maybe it’s a deeper cut. So, I consulted my expert and resident Swiftie, my sister, as to the general popularity of the track. And lo, she bestowed upon me her wisdom, which I can only assume is akin to the oracular curses of Delphi: it is both not very well known amongst the masses, and typically not a favourite even amongst the Swifties. The news delighted me, confirming my suspicions that our authour is a deep fan of TayTay. And I cannot hate for that. In fact, it’s quite the opposite. He has my utmost respect for having the courage to use a Taylor Swift quote to explain bitcoin.
Average Joe, as the name would suggest, is a very relatable man, as the name would suggest. Just like all of us, he must find new and innovative routes to meet page counts and citation quotas. In a seemingly new trend in the second half of the book, I do not recall it’s presence at all in the first half but also I have forgotten most of that half so take this with a grain of salt, the presence of pictures has skyrocketed. When teaching us all about how none other than the authour of the 95 Theses, Martin Luther, was a contrarian epic business boss, he includes a full page picture of the original 95 Theses and a half page picture of literally just the modern day doors of the church where it was first posted. Later, when discussing the Greek man who inspirationaly put rocks into his mouths for years, half a page is devoted to a picture of a marble must of Mr. Rocks in my Mouth. Frankly, the latter one felt like rubbing salt in a wound given it was surrounded by a lengthy 5-page retelling of this historical fable of a man putting rocks in his mouth. It was one of the better rocks in your mouth stories I’ve read, but also way too much length that essentially just said “this person put effort into being better at public speaking”. We get it, it takes work to improve things; but this book is over 400 pages, we can chill on the historical lessons.
It’s time that I regrettably must address that the rocks-in-his-mouth chapter also uses Elon Musk as a subject for study throughout. I can’t say that it’s grating because it’s vapid Silicon Valley gushing about Elon, because it isn’t. But it also isn’t necessarily critical. It refuses to make qualitative judgements on most of the things described. An anecdote about Elon Musk showing up at one of his factories and deciding to fire 700 people isn’t commented upon. It’s stated, and then moved on without unpacking it whatsoever. What lesson am I supposed to take from this? Is it cool and badass or is it mean? The story is cited but that sort of just feels hollow, you didn’t do anything here. You just uncritically relayed an anecdote without a single drop of commentary. Investigating the citations on the Elon Musk section also revealed to me a new wrinkle to the notion that Average Joe writes like 90% of university students trying to finish an academic essay. Scrolling through the citations, I noticed a pattern. Many would appear repeatedly in a single batch, one after the other, and then not be used anywhere else in the book. Now, as an alumnus myself, I can recognize this tactic. You want to cite a certain number of sources and use them enough to justify their presence, but you also really don’t feel like forming any synthesized new ideas. So you devote a paragraph, maybe 2 or 3 of them, and you essentially give a SparksNotes summary of the source. Repeat that a couple more times and you have yourself an essay. But what you end up with is just a disjointed list of other people’s ideas. No new conclusions are gained from critically clashing the concepts of these sources against each other. It’s just a list, a list that does nothing but make you think, why wouldn’t I just read your sources.
So, I propose an alternative to the presented meaning of stirring the chili. The chili is the sources, and Average Joe is the stirring. He’s really just aimlessly churning the sources in a circular motion, they remain the same. And the wooden spoon isn’t the tasty part.
I really thought I was going to be able to end it there. Seemed like a nice poetic ending. But damnit, I just remembered I have to talk about the triangles. At this point, screw it, let’s just list some of the triangle. Starting from last week, ṱ̸̼̘̍̑̔̿h̶̜͔̉̑͐̏e̶̞̹͉͂ ̵̖̱̺̲͛́̑̅c̵͖̓͋͛ḁ̸̱̹̺̌̆̒n̸̲̲̉̏́v̵͓̟͔̠̿̆à̸̪͖̪̝̉ṣ̶̻̚̚͘͠.̷̺͇̞͐͒͛ ̵̟͉̬͆̀̈́̂t̴̥̓̑h̸̺̞̽͗͑̽ẻ̴͇̆͝ ̸͔͔̋͜f̸̢̖̗̂̇u̵̺̟̪̪͆n̴̯̪̟̋̐̐n̷̖͉̍͜ê̶̳̫̦ͅļ̵͈͖͆̆.̴̫̪͍͍̈́̆ ̴̼̙̌ţ̷̠̯̓͆̓h̴̼͖̔e̸̛͇̍̍ ̸̼͔͒͗p̶̡̝̒̂̕͜ͅi̵͕̽͆͂̏p̵͍̞̘̆͠é̴̲͒͛̅l̷̛̬̳̤̂̐͑i̶͓̾͛n̴̨͚̾̓͊e̵̺̓ is three things so might as well be a triangle. We have “the three parts of intelligence” which is technically a three part venn diagram but that’s basically a triangle and also it does not make use of the overlapping areas at all. It consists of IQ, EQ, and Personality. Apparently EQ is the only malleable one, which seems kinda weird to me considering I learned to read and I’m sure that would make a big difference in how I scored on an IQ test. Weird intellectual essentialism, my dude, why don’t we not. More fun triangle now, we have THE DARK TRIAD whose three sides are Machiavellianism, narcissism, and psychopathy. Ancient myths and psychologist warn that when someone’s personality assembles all three sides of the Dark Triad, they can get big and purple. And last but not least, the Sustainable Mystique Triad.
Goddamn it I need to try and describe this mess of a triangle. Ok, so, there’s three sides to the triangle. The bottom is Interesting Problems, the other two sides are Articulate Speech and Narrow Focus. Now these sides have arrows going along them, pointing towards where they meet at the top. At the top there is a big circle called Fascination. But we’re not done. The triangle also has an interior. At the base, on top of Interesting Problems, is the Slow Create Framework. And rising from the Slow Create Framework are bubbles and these bubbles are inflections and they rise all the way up to Fascination. Don’t think I need to clarify any further, you all get it.
The thought that there’s still so much absolute malarkey I haven’t even gotten near yet is draining my very soul. I just, I have to start listing stuff off. Rapid fire, let’s go.
Left brainers and right brainers, left brainers are logical and literally incapable of telling a story without collecting data first. God forbid their kids ask for a bedtime story.
Joseph Campbell’s Hero’s Journey shows up for some reason, and I can’t believe I’m not writing more about it since it’s the one thing in any of these books I actually have extensive knowledge on. But also, my dude, Average Joe, see another movie. Star Wars isn’t everything.
Memorable morsels of chewy sugary delight, nibbles of synthesis’ loser cousin.
Story juice.
Pruning is essential and brevity is key, says the 482 page self-help book.
Story juice.
Sapiosexuals.
Building custom bedrooms in a private jet (?)
Sinking Houdini into a milk jar.
Organic Whole Foods hot bar vegan mashed potatoes.
Counting the beans (not the ones in the chili, coffee beans)
“Some entrepreneurs will have great teeth, a British accent…” Sorry, my dude, great teeth and British is an oxymoron.
Collecting snails and narrowing down the glide protein.
The belief in the great person mythos sliding into our DMs (direct messages)
Dicken’s knocking (hehehe)
This last bit is too sad to relegate to a rapid fire passing mention. Possibly the single saddest moment in literary history. At the end of the chapter containing the lovely Sustainable Mystique Triad, Average Joe has a humble request. If we, the reader, come across any inflections (the bubbles in the triangle), that we share them using the #AverageJoeTechGenius hashtag. A place where, and I quote, “many others just like you are likely to cheer you on or discuss your inflection publically.” There are four tweets with that hashtag. Three are from the authour. The other is from the publisher. I believe Hemingway claimed that “Baby Shoes. For Sale. Never worn.” was the saddest story told in six words. #AverageJoeTechGenius is the saddest story in five.
Anyways the end of the book is a Dicken’s quote that “we forge the chains we wear in life” and psshhh can’t relate. Imagine forging your own chains? Who would do that?
This has gotten far too long for me to be cute about this so, hey, give me money please? Subscribe to my Patreon for exclusive bonus posts every other week, the ability to vote on which book I cover next, behind the scenes access to my creative hellscape, and one respect. It’s literally just 2 dollars. Anyways, next week I will be collaborating with resident Swiftie, my sister, to see what other business advice we can glean from her lyrics. Kachow.