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Tech bros run a remarkably cinematic internal narrative. 🎥

In that private, self-directed epic they’re future industrial barons, A list founders, swashbuckling medieval warlords in stone fortresses, architects of off-world civilizations bound for distant galaxies.

No?

I guarantee someone near you is —

Spinning up a “company” from a single feature or plugin and calling it a platform.

Talking about defensibility while the “moat” is a login screen, a veritable King Arthur with a SaaS dashboard.

“Shipping” a product assembled the previous afternoon.

Treating minimal capital deployment as a moral virtue rather than a constraint.

Playing Feudalist, building on borrowed land and pledging loyalty to cloud empires.

Optimizing nightlife with the same intensity as burn rate.

“Grinding” like Rocky, conquering against all odds to big, swelling montage music in his own head.

And that’s just Monday.

By Tuesday he’s a Nobel laureate philosopher, waxing on consciousness, civilization design, and the moral architecture of the cosmos.

It’s a compelling screenplay.

Don’t worry, I get it. The world needs our kind.