Favorite photo and passage: 'Two hundred years of peace will not come for free; you have to do certain things. You wake up, you hit people, you pay them to hit you. Then it’s another subpoena, another lawsuit. The president whose election is your fault is calling. Witness testimony. Congressional hearing. The president whose election isn’t your fault demands you censor the opposition or else there will be new taxes, new investigations. Product review until 3am. Facebook is causing genocide in the Third World. Instagram is responsible for teen suicide. There’s another whistleblower with a book deal. Here comes another Aaron Sorkin movie. You’re behind on AI. No one respects social media or digital advertising. It isn’t rocket ships. It isn’t brain chips or cool cars. The sun still sets on too much of the map, and the map is a prison. Testify. Pay the settlement. Build “personal superintelligence.” Put it in the apps. Put it in sunglasses. This is my impression, at any rate, as he takes the stage in the Terminal Warehouse in a pair of optical Meta AI glasses...'