Or how about we all just agree to pay teachers who are caring for and educating our children enough money so they don’t need to take on extra work on top of that immeasurably important job you fucking fucks!

Literally LITERALLY beyond parody.

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in most life hacks, leisure (the putative goal) remains an asymptotic horizon, while productivity becomes a good in and of itself.

Soylent, Neoliberalism and the Politics of Life Hacking » CounterPunch: Tells the Facts, Names the Names (via benkraal)

A look at Soylent (“a product designed not to feed people but to feed people under capitalist conditions”) and ‘life hacking’ in general through a marxist lens.

"embrace of life hacking represents the internalisation of management practices by the managed"

aside: this is an odd thing to write no?

‘[Taylor],’ he writes,

I mean if he didn’t actually write ‘Taylor’ why put it in quotes all by itself?

The more I read about and talk to people about A/B testing in practice the more I despair. I’m totally into the idea in theory but there seems to be a huge gap in peoples ability to accurately interpret the results of tests esp. wrt. gauging their statistical power. Compounding this the available off the shelf tools seem to lead users towards really bad practices, like this:

Most A/B testing tools recommend terminating tests as soon as they show significance
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The Secret Diary of Adrian Mole, Aged 13¾ - Sue Townsend

We were staying at my mum’s flat in town after going to the theatre (King Lear staring Geoffrey the butler from the Fresh Prince! really fantastic in the role) and I’d forgotten to bring any reading material so I picked this up, a copy that had belonged to my sister. I’d never read it before — the only British person born between 1975 and 1985 not to have done so I believe — though I had seen a couple of episodes of the TV series.

Reminded me a lot of Diary of a Nobody. I mean obviously it’s in the form of a comedy diary but also Charles Pooter and Adrian Mole share a lot of traits — a mix of pompousity and cluelessness that somehow manages to be terribly endearing *. Reading this from a distance of twenty years Townsend’s eye and ear for details of the period give this a whole nother layer of interest. Lovely!

* (thinking about it these two qualities mixed in varying proportions with sprinklings of other bits and pieces of whatever seem to form the basis of a large number of British comedy leads)