This would make the greatest epitaph

I know how Elon Musk became a trillionaire, but I don't know how Bernie Sanders, Elizabeth Warren, and Nancy Pelosi became millionaires.

USA. A hibachi restaurant. My American friends brought me here to enjoy the cuisine of my homeland, and I witnessed a ritual I have never seen in eight hundred years of being Japanese. The chef stacked onion rings into a tower. He filled it with oil. And he set it on fire. "THE VOLCANO!" my friends cheered. They knew the ritual. They had seen it many times. In Japan, I have eaten ten thousand meals. No one has ever built me a volcano. I said nothing. A guest does not question the ceremony. "Is this how they do it back home?" my friend asked, glowing with joy. "...The technique is flawless," I said. A samurai may retreat. He may not lie. He may, however, aim the truth very carefully. Then the chef flicked a shrimp through the air at my face. "Catch it!" the table roared. In my land, food is set before you with two hands and an apology for the wait. Here, the shrimp attacks. I caught it. With my mouth. The table erupted. The chef saluted me with his spatula. I have received medals with less pride. "You're a natural," the chef said. "My family has trained for this for generations," I said. It was not technically a lie. We trained. Just not for this. My friends drove me home, full and happy, honored to have shown me my own country. A man does not question the volcano. He catches the shrimp. Whatever this cuisine is, wherever it was truly born — the fire is real, the joy is real, and I caught what was thrown at me. That is Japanese enough.

USA. A Mexican restaurant. We had not yet ordered anything, and the food was already arriving. Chips. Salsa. Unrequested. Free. I stopped the waiter. "We have not earned these." "They just come with the table, man." They come with the TABLE. In my land, hospitality is a debt. Every gift creates an obligation, weighed carefully, returned in the proper season with interest of feeling. Here, the gift arrives before you have even proven you can pay for dinner. This is not an appetizer. This is a declaration: we trust you. Eat. I ate with the gravity the moment deserved. And then — I must report this calmly — the basket emptied, and a new one appeared. "Did we…?" "Refill," the waiter said. "It's bottomless." Bottomless. They have wells of salsa. The supply lines of this nation are beyond anything my ancestors imagined. My friend warned me. "Don't fill up on chips, dude." Too late. I had accepted three baskets. Honor demanded each one be finished — an unfinished gift is an insult. By the time my actual food arrived, I was a ruined man. I was not hungry. I was not comfortable. I had been defeated by a courtesy. Generosity that arrives before the request cannot be repaid. It can only be survived. I know the rule now. I have made my peace with the basket. One basket. Two at the most. Who am I deceiving. There is no number of baskets I would refuse. The trust of a nation is in that salsa, and I intend to honor all of it.

This man’s perspective on America has reshaped my own! x.com/Jason2bartlett/status/…

I would surmise that most people you work with believe they are more competent than most of their superiors and the higher up the ladder you look the more likely your coworkers are to believe it.

I am no one of importance and neither do I willingly sign up to receive emails I’ve gotten 48 emails in the last 24 hours on the heels of unsubscribing to many senders who fill my inbox daily. And I’m certain I’m on the low end compared to most.

29 point leads in the NBA mean nothing. What a joke.

Gerry is doing the meme

I would not want people with less money than me to coerce me into paying more than I already do Therefore, I will not coerce people with more money than me to pay more than they already do

I will simply never be convinced that this Knicks team is this good. They are good. 2 guys go nuclear for them every game. They are a good team. It’s just similar to last years Pacers team.

I just went 82-0, think you can go 82-0? 82-0.com/share?id=UChzKZwTfv… #NBA #82and0

I think it’s because the average consumer is paying more for things than they ever have before and the government won’t stop printing money.

The showmanship. Just tossing the birds behind him once he nails it. Star

Can’t say I can get behind the idea of not trusting banks and putting 200k in Polymarket

I recommend getting goats

Meanwhile, officer To Thao spent nearly half a decade in prison for simply being nearby as George Floyd overdosed on fentanyl