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The Loop Gets Faster as the Window Gets Smaller

On OpenAIโ€™s same-day pairing of a warning and a dashboard.

Note: this is an example of a piece of writing that I would never have done on my own. I had very mixed reactions to the two OpenAI posts published earlier today. I began by asking Grok for help understanding them. I then asked for it to outline a draft blog post which I then took and further developed using Meta Spark and Google Gemini. My final couple of passes were with Claude Sonnet and ChatGPT. Hereโ€™s the resultโ€ฆ

OpenAI published two pieces today that should be read as one document.

The first, โ€œAn Alien Mind,โ€ is a warning from chief scientist Jakub Pachocki: AI systems are becoming harder to understand and monitor precisely as they become more capable.

The second, โ€œResearch acceleration: The view inside OpenAI,โ€ is a dashboard showing those systems increasingly doing the work of AI research itself.

One says the inspection window is narrowing. The other shows the machine moving deeper into the factory.

That is the story.

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AI San Francisco/California

Tsunami

The trucks are what I remember. Not the houses, not yet — the trucks.

This was 2012, Atherton, a Tuesday probably, and I was driving through on some errand that doesn’t matter anymore. What matters is that the street had rearranged itself. Contractors’ pickups lined both shoulders, nose to tail, so many of them that the road narrowed to one lane and you had to slow down and thread through, the way you do in a construction zone that has forgotten to end.

White trucks, mostly. Ladders racked on top. A generator humming behind a hedge somewhere I couldn’t see.

Behind the trucks, the estates were coming apart and going back together bigger.

I remember thinking: something has happened here that I am only seeing the edge of.

What had happened was Facebook.

The company had gone public that May, and within months the money was finding its way, the way money does, into contractors’ trucks parked along an Atherton road.

I didn’t call it a wave at the time. I called it, in my head, weather — a system that had rolled in and would eventually roll back out, the way markets always eventually correct, the way things revert.

I was an investor. I’d seen booms before.

I believed in the mean.

I was wrong.

The prices didn’t stay at their old level. They didn’t return to the world I’d known. The numbers from 2012 became the new floor, and every year since has been built on top of that floor. Today those prices look almost quaint, a thing you’d want to explain to a younger person the way you’d explain what a dollar used to buy.

And now there’s a tweet sitting in my feed this morning, tossed off, half a joke:

Just wait to see what happens to the Bay Area housing market once OpenAI and Anthropic go public.

I read it twice.

What I felt wasn’t curiosity — the feeling I’d had in 2012, watching an unfamiliar weather system with a kind of professional interest.

It was closer to dread.

Because I’ve already seen the after-photo.

And I know how to run the comparison forward.

The Facebook IPO created a large cohort of newly liquid employees on the Peninsula. They were mostly mid-career, and their stock had vested over four years against a company whose value had grown enormously.

The frontier labs are different.

If OpenAI and Anthropic eventually go public anywhere near the valuations already being discussed in private markets, they could create another enormous concentration of newly liquid wealth — among employees, founders and early investors.

I don’t know how large that wave will actually be. Maybe I’m overstating it. Not every employee will buy a house. Some will already own one. Some will move away. Much of the wealth will remain on paper for years.

And housing doesn’t respond mechanically to stock-market wealth.

But I do know something about the place where this wealth is likely to arrive.

There isn’t much of it.

Land is the constraint.

And I’ve seen what happens when a concentrated burst of new wealth meets a place that can’t make more land.

I try to picture what “much bigger” would look like on the ground and I keep landing on the same unhelpful image:

More trucks.

Longer lines of them.

People get ready..

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AI

Memory Optimization

After thinking about the very high margins that Micron recently reported (greater than Nvidiaโ€™s) I asked Grok 4.5:

What startups are pursuing technology that reduces memory requirements for ai models and inference?

Several startups are actively developing technologies to slash memory requirements for AI models and inference. These efforts target the core bottlenecks in large language models (LLMs) and multimodal systemsโ€”primarily through extreme quantization (reducing bit precision of weights), alternative architectures that avoid quadratic memory scaling (e.g., state-space models or hybrids), sparsity/partial activation (like Mixture-of-Experts or neuron-level sparsity), efficient runtimes/kernels, and hardware innovations like in-memory computing that minimize data movement.

This space is especially active for on-device/edge AI (phones, laptops, embedded systems) and cost/energy-efficient cloud inference, where fitting larger or more capable models into limited RAM/VRAM, reducing KV cache bloat in Transformers, or lowering bandwidth demands delivers major gains.

Here are some of the most prominent startups and their approaches (as of mid-2026):

Extreme Quantization & Model Compression

  • PrismML (Caltech spinout, backed by Khosla Ventures): Focuses on extreme low-bit architecturesโ€”1-bit binary (โ€œBonsaiโ€) and ternary (1.58-bit, weights in {-1, 0, +1}). They compressed Alibabaโ€™s Qwen3.6 27B model from ~54 GB (FP16) to under 4 GB and ran the full dense 27B model on an iPhone 17 Pro. Claims include up to 14ร— smaller memory footprint, 8ร— faster inference, and significantly lower energy use, with competitive or better benchmark performance. They have open-sourced Bonsai models (including smaller 8B/4B/1.7B variants) under Apache 2.0 and are in discussions with Apple. This represents one of the most aggressive commercial pushes into 1-bit/ternary models for on-device deployment.
  • Mobius Labs (Berlin): Developed Half-Quadratic Quantization (HQQ), a fast, calibration-light post-training quantization method that enables high-accuracy low-bit models (including aggressive 2-4 bit). They demonstrated quantizing Llama 70B to run on a single GPU instead of four without major accuracy loss, directly cutting memory and compute needs. Their work extends to FP4 optimizations and integrates with frameworks like vLLM.
Alternative Architectures for Inherent Memory Efficiency
  • Liquid AI (MIT spinoff): Builds Liquid Foundation Models (LFM / LFM2 series)โ€”hybrid architectures combining gated short convolutions with grouped-query attention (GQA) blocks, plus MoE variants. These deliver substantially lower memory footprints than Transformers (especially for long contexts, avoiding massive KV cache growth), faster prefill/decode (up to 2ร— on CPU in some cases), and strong on-device performance. Examples include tiny models (230Mโ€“350M params, often
  • Cartesia: Specializes in state-space models (SSMs) and Mamba-derived/hybrid architectures. These offer near-linear (or better) scaling with sequence length and near-constant memory complexity during inference (fixed or minimal growth vs. quadratic KV cache in Transformers). This enables efficient long-context processing on smaller devices with lower energy use. They provide on-device libraries (e.g., โ€œEdgeโ€) and models like hybrid Mamba-2 variants optimized for throughput and fixed memory footprints.
On-Device/Edge Runtimes & Optimizations
  • Cactus (Y Combinator-backed): Builds cross-platform, energy-efficient inference runtimes and kernels for mobile, wearables, and low-power devices. Supports aggressive quantization (down to 2-bit), delivers very low latency (sub-50 ms time-to-first-token), and keeps models small (e.g., hundreds of MB for small models). Emphasizes privacy (fully local) and broad model support (Llama, Qwen, Gemma, etc.).
  • Embedl: Focuses on edge-optimized multimodal models and mixed-precision quantization (e.g., W4A16-Edge2 with selective FP16 layers + โ€œFlashHeadโ€ optimizations). Enables fast multimodal reasoning on devices with under 8 GB RAM (e.g., Jetson Orin Nano/AGX), with significant speedups over baselines while recovering most accuracy.
Hardware Innovations Reducing Memory Pressure
  • d-Matrix: Develops digital in-memory computing (DIMC / 3DIMC) chips and platforms (e.g., Corsair) that integrate compute directly with/near memory (initially SRAM, now advancing to 3D DRAM). This drastically cuts data movementโ€”the dominant memory bandwidth and energy bottleneck in inference. Claims include major speedups (up to 10ร— in some workloads) and better efficiency vs. traditional GPU/HBM setups, enabling higher performance with more manageable overall memory system requirements.
  • Hailo: Designs efficient edge AI inference chips (e.g., Hailo-10H series) optimized for low-power LLM and multimodal workloads. Their chips target 1โ€“3B parameter models at very low power envelopes (~2โ€“2.5 W), making deployment feasible on memory- and power-constrained edge devices where traditional hardware would struggle.
Other Notable Mentions
  • Tiiny AI: Uses neuron-level sparse activation (โ€œTurboSparseโ€) + heterogeneous engines for running very large models (up to 120B) fully on-device/offline in compact hardware.
  • Broader ecosystem players (inference platforms like Together AI or Fireworks) heavily optimize serving (quantization, caching, KV cache management) but are more infrastructure-focused than core technology innovators in compression/architecture.
Key Trends and Context

Quantization (especially post-training or quantization-aware) remains the most immediate lever and is widely adopted. Architectural shifts (SSMs, hybrids, MoE with low active parameters, convolutions) address fundamental scaling issues like KV cache memory growth. Hardware approaches (in-memory compute, high on-chip SRAM, efficient NPUs) tackle bandwidth and data movement. Many solutions combine these (e.g., architecture + quantization + sparsity).

Progress is rapid, driven by on-device AI demands (Appleโ€™s interest in PrismML is notable) and the economics of scaling inference. Many models are open-sourced or have open weights, accelerating adoption. Results vary by workloadโ€”extreme 1-bit models excel in certain scenarios but may need custom kernels; SSM/hybrid models shine for long context or linear scaling needs.

For the absolute latest benchmarks or specific model deployments, check company sites (e.g., PrismMLโ€™s Bonsai releases, Liquid AIโ€™s LFM models on Hugging Face) or recent evaluations, as the field evolves quickly.

Interesting!

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AI AI: Inference Semiconductors Uncategorized

5 Critical Management Lessons from the Founders at Etched

How two young founders are building what could become one of the most important companies in the AI era โ€” and what their story teaches about leadership, execution, and building at the edge of the possible.

I recently listened to the latest Invest Like the Best podcast from Patrick O’Shaughnessey which was a remarkable conversation with Gavin and Rob, the founders of Etched, the company building specialized AI inference hardware that’s aiming to be radically better than existing solutions. Their story โ€” starting as very young founders against massive skepticism, raising serious capital, and now shipping full rack-scale systems โ€” is packed with hard-earned wisdom.

One of the comments Patrick makes at the beginning was how during his due diligence on the company he kept being told that semiconductor technology wasn’t a place for young people. You need seasoned, middle age experts to master this domain. Exactly not these founders.

Note: the following is based upon an AI’s analysis of the conversation transcript with me asking “What are the five most important management lessons from this conversation?” These lessons are relevant whether you’re leading a team, building a product, or simply trying to do meaningful work in our fast-moving world.

1. Velocity Compounds โ€” Prioritize Speed Ruthlessly

In hardware, and increasingly in any deep-tech endeavor, speed isn’t just an advantage; it’s often the deciding factor.

Etched didn’t just design a chip โ€” they built the full inference solution (chip, board, power delivery, interconnects, cold plates, and production processes) in parallel. They sent engineers to live in Bangalore for months to unblock vendors. They ran 24/7 shifts and did massive pre-work (including putting full chip designs on FPGA clusters) so that when the silicon finally arrived, they had working inference in racks in just 40 days.

Key takeaway: Look for every opportunity to parallelize. Accept higher short-term costs if they buy meaningful time. As they put it, “You win by shipping.” The best part is often no part โ€” and the best vendor is no vendor, when vertical integration lets you move faster. Velocity, velocity, velocity.

2. Build Teams with Legends + High-Drive Talent

One of the most distinctive parts of their approach is how they recruit. They seek out “Legends” โ€” people who have done the hardest versions of the problem before (like the engineer who built Nvidia’s HGX and DGX systems) โ€” and pair them with exceptionally driven, somewhat naive high-performers who refuse to accept conventional limits.

They use “project-based recruiting,” mapping the hardest technical problems ever solved and persistently pursuing the actual people who did the real work. Their culture self-selects for people willing to move their families to San Jose to bet on two young founders taking on the world.

Key takeaway: For breakthrough work, average talent doesn’t suffice. The combination of deep experience and raw, first-principles energy creates magic. Invest heavily in finding and retaining these people โ€” even if it takes 20 conversations. You can also learn a lot if the best in the world talent turns down the opportunity to work with you!

3. Assume It’s Possible, Then Solve the “Unsolvable” Problems

Repeatedly in their story, experts told them certain things were impossible. Their response? Assume it is possible and figure out how.

The most striking example was a clock domain crossing issue that required aligning signals to within 50 picoseconds โ€” something many engineers said couldn’t be done. People quit. They solved it in about two weeks during a very dark period.

Key takeaway: When you hear “impossible,” treat it as the beginning of the investigation, not the end. Cultivate a “find a way” mindset across the team. The moments when things feel hopeless are often when the most important progress happens. I’m constantly struck by how often persistence results from simply realizing (or assuming) that something is actually possible.

4. Production Is the Real Product

Etched’s mantra is “Production is the product.” They obsess over not just technical performance but manufacturability, supply chain resilience, serviceability, and the ability to scale to gigawatts.

They made deliberate choices around process nodes and memory to avoid zero-sum competition. They built their own factory processes and test infrastructure early. Future designs are being simplified specifically for faster production cycles and higher reliability at massive scale.

Key takeaway: In any business that hopes to reach real scale, think end-to-end from the beginning. Technical excellence without production excellence is just a prototype. Optimize for output (tokens, units, whatever your metric is) at volume. There’s a lot of “zero to one” thinking here.

5. Bet Big and Stay Existentially Focused

Building in semiconductors requires enormous capital. Etched raised roughly $100 million early on when they were still very young and pre-tapeout โ€” after most traditional investors had passed. They knew half-measures wouldn’t work.

This existential focus (this one product determines whether the company lives or dies) creates a different level of intensity that attracts talent, suppliers, and customers who believe.

Key takeaway: Match your ambition with appropriate resources and commitment. Clear existential stakes help filter for the right people and partners. In a world of distractions, singular focus on what truly matters is a superpower.

Final Thoughts

Gavin and Rob’s story is the combination of technical sophistication and deep human resilience. They faced a tough personal battle with cancer (in Rob’s case), widespread doubt, brutal technical challenges, and fundraising pressure โ€” and kept moving forward with curiosity, determination, and humility.

In an age of AI and accelerating technology, the ability to build teams that can solve seemingly impossible problems at speed may be one of the most valuable capabilities a leader can develop. Their example reminds us that the future belongs not just to the smartest, but to those who can execute with urgency while maintaining clear principles. Velocity, velocity, velocity.

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AI

What the Lessor Keeps

Two airlines can fly the same airplane. Not airplanes of the same type โ€” the same airplane, serial number and all, handed back at the end of a lease and reassigned, sometimes within weeks, to a competitor on another continent. AerCap owns more commercial aircraft than any airline on earth, and it leases them to airlines that spend their advertising budgets convincing passengers that flying them is a distinctive experience. The 737 MAX that wears Ryanair’s livery this year might wear Lion Air’s the next, repainted, recertified, its avionics untouched, its airframe indifferent to the change of ownership. The lessor does not care who is flying its asset. It cares that the asset comes back in airworthy condition and that the lease payments clear.

What the airline owns, in the sense that matters, is never the aircraft. It is the route network built up over decades of slot negotiations at constrained airports. It is the maintenance log โ€” every inspection, every part swapped, every anomaly a mechanic in Singapore flagged in 2019 that turned out to predict a fatigue crack nobody else had seen yet. None of that travels with the airplane when the lease ends. It stays behind, compounding, in systems the airline built and the lessor never touches.

Karl Mehta, who has spent a career inside enterprise software watching this kind of asymmetry repeat itself, put a version of it plainly: a model is a brain you rent, and you and your competitor rent the same one. The formulation has the compression of something that has been tested in a few dozen meetings before it found that sentence. It is also, structurally, the airplane story. Anthropic and OpenAI and Google are AerCap. They retain residual value on enormous capital assets โ€” clusters of GPUs depreciating on a schedule, weights trained at a cost that only a handful of balance sheets in the world can absorb โ€” and they lease access to those assets by the token, to anyone who can pay, including, in the same afternoon, two companies trying to put each other out of business. The model does not know whose prompt it is answering. It has no loyalty file. It has, in fact, no memory at all, in the ordinary sense of the word โ€” each call begins exactly where the last one ended for everybody, which is nowhere.

The asymmetry that airlines exploit is the one available here too, and it sits one layer up from the engine. Call it the embedding store, the vector database, the fine-tuning corpus, the retrieval index โ€” the terminology varies by vendor, but the function is constant. It is the accumulated, indexed residue of every customer interaction a company has had, structured so that the rented brain can be handed the relevant fragment of it at the moment of each new call. A bank’s fraud model and a competing bank’s fraud model can call the identical foundation model, route through the identical API, and arrive at entirely different verdicts on the identical transaction, because one of them is retrieving against eleven years of labeled chargebacks specific to its own card portfolio and the other is retrieving against four. The intelligence rented by the hour is, for practical purposes, a commodity, priced down toward marginal cost the way jet fuel is priced โ€” everyone pays close to the same number per unit. The memory is not a commodity. It cannot be, because it is not for sale; it is the institutional record of what has already happened to you, and no amount of capital lets a competitor buy a copy of your chargeback history any more than it lets them buy your maintenance logs.

This produces a particular kind of corporate vertigo, which Mehta’s sentence is really addressing. For three or four years the industry conversation about artificial intelligence has been a conversation about models โ€” which lab’s was larger, which benchmark moved, which release cycle a company should anchor its roadmap to. That conversation rewards being an early and aggressive lessee. But a lessee relationship, however aggressive, does not compound into anything a competitor cannot eventually also lease. The compounding, when it happens, happens in the layer below the API call: in how cleanly a company has structured the record of its own customers, its own failures, its own edge cases, so that the rented brain, plugged in fresh every morning with no memory of yesterday, can be handed exactly the right fragment of yesterday and made to look, for a few hundred milliseconds, like it has been there all along.

A hospital chart has two kinds of entries. There is the vital-signs strip clipped to the bed rail โ€” temperature, pulse, blood pressure, checked every four hours and replaced every four hours, because a reading from yesterday tells the night nurse nothing about the patient in front of her right now. And there is the permanent record in the file downstairs: the allergy that nearly killed him in 2019, the surgery, the medication history going back a decade, written once and never overwritten, because that record is exactly as valuable ten years from now as it is today. Nobody confuses the two charts. Nobody staples last Tuesday’s blood pressure into the permanent file. The hospital figured out, long before anyone digitized it, that memory is not one problem. It is two, and they fail in opposite directions if you run them through the same system.

Most teams building the layer Mehta is describing make exactly that mistake โ€” they staple everything to the same chart. The shorthand for it is dumping everything into a vector database and praying, and it is worth asking why that particular error is so popular. The answer is that it feels like progress: embeddings go in, something resembling memory comes out, and the team moves on to the next sprint without confronting the harder question, which is what kind of memory it just built.

Short-term memory is the vital-signs strip โ€” everything the model needs to finish the task in front of it and nothing it needs after. A customer-service exchange in progress, the order number already mentioned, the fact that this is the second call today, belongs here. So does the scratchpad of a multi-step agent: the search results just pulled, the file just opened, the partial answer being assembled before it commits. The test is not how important the information is but how long it stays true. A customer’s mood this minute is real and gone in twenty minutes; storing it permanently is like stapling yesterday’s temperature reading into the permanent file, undated, until the chart tells you nothing about fever and everything about clutter. Short-term memory should live in the context window itself, or a session-scoped cache, and it should be allowed to die when the session ends. The sin is not forgetting it. The sin is remembering it forever.

Long-term memory is the file downstairs, and it does not come in one shape any more than that file does. The first shape is semantic memory โ€” facts. A customer’s account tier. The chargeback history that decides, in fractions of a second, whether this morning’s transaction clears. Facts belong in a database with a schema, not a vector store, because a fact has a right answer and a vector store gives you an approximate neighbor. Ask a vector index what tier a customer is on and it hands you the five most semantically similar sentences in the corpus โ€” one correct, four merely correct-sounding. Ask a schema the same question and it tells you, because that is what the schema is for.

The more sophisticated shops are already building the seam between the two, rather than picking one and living with its blind spot. A knowledge graph keeps the relationships a schema is good at โ€” this customer, that account, this chargeback, in fixed and queryable connection to one another โ€” while still letting a retrieval layer search across it by meaning rather than by exact key. The approach has a name now, GraphRAG, and the name matters less than what it concedes: that facts and resemblance are different operations, and the honest fix is to run both and let each one answer the kind of question it’s actually suited for, not to force a single index to pretend it can do both jobs at once.

The second shape is episodic memory โ€” what actually happened. The specific conversation last March in which the customer explained, at length, why the previous fix didn’t work. The exact sequence of an agent’s failed attempt at a task, preserved so the next attempt doesn’t repeat it. This is where the vector store finally earns its keep, because an episode isn’t an exact-match lookup, it’s a resemblance โ€” has anything like this come up before โ€” and a vector index, built to find the nearest thing to a fuzzy question, is the right tool for that question and almost no other. The error was never using a vector store. The error is using only a vector store, for facts as well as episodes, on the theory that one hammer with sufficient cosine similarity can stand in for the whole toolbox.

The third shape is the rarest, and the one teams forget to build at all: procedural memory, which is not a fact and not an episode but a skill โ€” the model’s learned sense of how this company writes a refund email, escalates a complaint, formats an invoice. Style is the visible half of it. The other half is harder to see and matters more: the rails the model is forced to run on before it ever gets to choose a word. A refund above some threshold routes to a human, no exceptions, because the workflow says so, not because the model was persuaded to think so on this particular call. An agent that touches a production database does it through a reviewed function with a fixed set of permitted calls, not through whatever query it improvises in the moment. None of that lives in a prompt, and none of it lives in the model’s weights either. It lives in code โ€” the orchestration layer, the permissioning, the state machine the agent is required to pass through โ€” and it is procedural in the oldest sense of the word: not a memory of what to say but a memory of what is and isn’t allowed to happen, enforced whether or not the model that day feels like remembering it. It doesn’t live in a database at all. It lives in fine-tuning, in carefully maintained house-style examples, and in the surrounding scaffolding of guardrails and permitted actions, and it changes slower than the other two, the way a surgeon’s hands carry both technique and caution years after the specific patients are forgotten. A company that has built rich semantic and episodic memory but skipped this layer has a model that knows everything about its customers, writes in exactly the right voice, and is one well-crafted prompt away from doing something the company never agreed to.

The real argument here is not which database serves which layer โ€” that part is plumbing, and plumbing changes every eighteen months. The argument is that memory has to be triaged the way the hospital triages it, with something deciding on purpose what survives the session and what doesn’t, rather than writing every token of every interaction into the same undifferentiated store and trusting retrieval to sort it out later. A vector database with no triage in front of it is not a memory system. It is a landfill with a search function, and it will retrieve the wrong eleven-month-old conversation with the same confidence it retrieves the right one, because nobody wrote the part of the system whose only job is deciding what belongs on which chart.

The lessor’s airplane, repainted, will fly for someone else next year. The route network will not. Neither will the schema that knows a customer’s tier on contact, nor the index that remembers the conversation from last March, nor the fine-tuned hand that knows, without being told twice, how this company writes a refund email. These are the things that do not come back at the end of the lease, because they were never on it.

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Menlo Park Serendipity

Two Kinds of Efficiency

The fog hadn’t lifted yet over Sharon Park, the kind of gray that Menlo Park wears many June mornings like it’s embarrassed to admit the sun is up there somewhere, and I was on my usual loop around the pond when I noticed in the distance that the goats were back. And one more thing too. I stopped.

On one side: forty, maybe fifty goats, heads down, working a hillside of dry summer grass like a crew that had done this job a thousand times, because they had. The city brings them in every year around now, before fire season, to eat down the fuel load that nobody wants to mow. White ones, brown ones, a few with horns curling back like something out of a hieroglyph. They don’t look up much. A goat eating is a goat with one job and no curiosity about yours.

On the other side, maybe forty yards past them, through the wire: a Waymo. White, sensor pod spinning slow on the roof like a lighthouse that had wandered inland and gotten confused about its purpose, parked at the curb with nobody in it. Just sitting there. Idling, if a thing with no engine can idle. Waiting on a fare, or waiting on nothing, the way these cars do now, patient in a way that doesn’t read as patience because there’s no face attached to it.

I stood looking for longer than the moment deserved, the way you do when something hands you a thought before you’ve earned it. I remembered I should take a photograph.

Here is what struck me, eventually: both of them were efficient. That’s the word that kept showing up, uninvited. The goats are efficient in the oldest way there is โ€” they convert a problem (too much dry brush, a fire waiting to happen) into a solved problem, using nothing but appetite and stomachs and several thousand years of being bred for exactly this. Nobody programmed a goat. A goat doesn’t have a model. A goat has a memory that goes back to whatever the last hillside tasted like, and an instinct that says eat that one next, and that’s the whole operating system.

The Waymo is efficient in the newest way there is. Lidar instead of appetite. A map instead of memory. It doesn’t get bred for the job, it gets trained for it, mile after simulated mile, until eventually you can park it at a curb in a quiet park and trust it not to do anything stupid. It was, in its way, doing the same thing the goats were doing โ€” converting a hard, slightly dangerous task that used to require a person’s full attention into something that just sort of happens now, off to the side, while everyone gets on with their morning.

I’ve spent a fair amount of my working life around payments systems and fraud models, which is its own quiet machinery โ€” systems built to notice the thing before the thing becomes a problem, the same job the goats were doing on that hillside, eating the grass before it becomes a fire. So maybe that’s why I stood looking longer than I meant to. I recognized the shape of it, even though one side of the fence had hooves and the other side had a sensor array worth more than my first house.

What I didn’t expect was how unbothered each side seemed by the other. The goats did not care that there was an expensive autonomous vehicle parked within sight of their breakfast. The Waymo, for its part, did not care about anything, which I suppose is the whole point of it โ€” it isn’t built to care, only to notice, and the goats had registered exactly zero on whatever sensor suite decides what’s worth noticing. Two systems, separated by maybe forty yards and several thousand years of technological distance, each one going about its business with total indifference to the other’s existence.

I used to think the line between old world and new world would announce itself โ€” some clean morning where you’d wake up and the future would have visibly arrived, banners out, the old thing retired with a gold watch. It doesn’t work that way, it turns out. It works like this: a fence, some goats, a car with nobody driving it, and a guy on his usual walk who happens to notice that both of them are quietly, competently doing a job that fire season requires somebody โ€” or something โ€” to do.

I kept walking. The goats kept eating. The Waymo, as far as I know, was dispatched somewhere, picked up whoever needs a ride, sensor pod turning over the same hill the goats had already half cleared. Two kinds of efficiency, on either side of an electrified wire fence, neither one impressed by the other, both of them right.

I don’t know what to do with that, exactly, except to write it down and remember it. Some mornings my walk gives me exercise. Some mornings it gives me a simple memory I didn’t ask for, standing there looking.

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Design Technology

The Battery That Refused to Leave

A standard AA battery is 50.5 millimeters long and 14.5 millimeters in diameter. It produces 1.5 volts. It weighs roughly twenty-three grams, about as much as a sheet of paper folded twice. In a Costco bulk pack, forty-eight of them together weigh a little over a kilogram โ€” the heft of a hardcover book, or a decent cantaloupe. Most people buy them without thinking much about it. They go in the cart the way paper towels go in the cart.

The size has been in continuous production since 1907, when the American Ever Ready Company first manufactured it for use in early penlights. For the first four decades of its existence, the AA battery was what might be called an informal standard โ€” widely used, commonly understood, but not officially codified. That changed in 1947, when the American National Standards Institute fixed the dimensions and voltage in writing. The naming convention itself had come earlier, out of a series of meetings in the 1920s between government officials and battery manufacturers who were trying to bring order to a proliferating market. They began with A for the smallest practical cell, then moved outward โ€” B, C, D โ€” for larger sizes. When smaller cells were needed later, the alphabet doubled back on itself: AA, AAA, AAAA. Running out of letters in both directions is its own kind of history.

What the standards committee built, whether they thought of it this way or not, was a commons. The word is precise. A commons is something no one owns and everyone can use โ€” a pasture, a fishery, a language. The AA battery became a commons of power. Any battery from any manufacturer, made to the specification, would work in any device built to receive it. The chemistry inside could vary โ€” zinc-carbon, alkaline, lithium, nickel-metal hydride โ€” but the housing stayed the same. No license was required. No negotiation. A manufacturer building a flashlight in 1965 did not need to solve the battery problem. A company making a remote control in 1985 did not need to negotiate with a power supplier. The relationship between a device and its energy source belonged to no one, which meant it was available to everyone.

In 1959, an Eveready scientist developed the first commercially available alkaline AA, which lasted five to eight times longer than the zinc-carbon version it was designed to replace. The devices followed the power. Transistor radios. Portable tape players. Handheld games. Cameras. Each decade brought a new category of device that found the AA battery waiting for it, already standardized, already available at every drugstore and grocery checkout lane in the country. The commons kept growing because the commons was free to enter.

Apple, eventually, decided the idea was wrong.

The iPhone, introduced in 2007, had no user-replaceable battery. Neither did any iPod before it, any iPad after it, any MacBook, any AirPod, any Apple Watch. The power source in an Apple product is sealed inside the device, charged through Apple’s own cables and connectors, managed by Apple’s own software. This is not a cost-cutting measure or an engineering compromise. Apple’s products cost more than their competitors’, not less, and the sealed battery is part of what justifies the price. The company’s founding argument โ€” refined over decades, made explicit in every product announcement โ€” is that hardware and software and power, designed together and optimized together, produce a better result than any open standard can achieve. The AA battery asks nothing of you except that you insert it correctly. Apple has decided that is insufficient.

Tesla arrived at a similar conclusion by a different route. Where Apple sealed the power source to improve the user experience, Tesla sealed it to own the energy relationship entirely. The Supercharger network โ€” Tesla’s proprietary charging infrastructure, built out across highways and cities at enormous expense โ€” is not interoperable with other electric vehicles, or was not for most of its history. A Tesla charges at a Tesla station. The battery chemistry, the cell format, the thermal management, the software that governs charging and discharge โ€” all of it is developed in-house, at Tesla’s gigafactories, for Tesla’s vehicles. The company has spent more time and money thinking about batteries than almost any organization outside of a national laboratory. But the battery it produces is not a commodity. It belongs to the car. The car belongs to Tesla’s ecosystem. The customer belongs there too.

Both companies are making a version of the same argument: that the future of technology is integrated, that the best products are closed products, that power should be managed rather than swapped. They have built that future, or a version of it, for the customers who can afford to live inside it.

Warren Buffett, in 2014, bought the thing neither of them wanted.

Berkshire Hathaway’s acquisition of Duracell from Procter & Gamble was structured as a stock swap โ€” Berkshire exchanged its $4.7 billion stake in P&G for full ownership of the battery company, recapitalized with $1.8 billion in cash. The tax advantages were real and significant; Berkshire had held the P&G shares since the company’s acquisition of Gillette in 2005, and the cost basis was $336 million. A cash sale would have produced a substantial capital gains bill. The swap avoided that. Buffett is attentive to such things.

But the more durable rationale was simpler. Buffett has spent sixty years looking for businesses that are easy to understand, that generate predictable cash, that sell something people buy out of habit. See’s Candy. GEICO. Coca-Cola. The common thread is not glamour but persistence โ€” products whose value proposition does not need to be reinvented, whose customers return not because they have been excited but because they have been satisfied, reliably, for a long time. Duracell has twenty-five percent of the global battery market. It has been the category leader for decades. The people who buy it at Costco are not making a considered choice between competing technologies. They are buying what they have always bought.

The Costco pack of forty-eight is, in Buffett’s framework, infrastructure. Not the infrastructure of data centers or power grids โ€” the quiet infrastructure of daily life, the kind that gets restocked when the supply runs low and otherwise goes unnoticed. Smoke detectors. Remote controls. Children’s toys. Wireless computer mice. Clocks on kitchen walls. The devices that run on AA batteries are not going away, and the economics of replacing them โ€” not just the devices but the habits, the muscle memory, the universal availability of the standard โ€” are formidable. Buffett is not betting that the AA battery will conquer the future. He is betting that it will remain in the present for a very long time.

Two different visions of where technology is going, then, expressed in the form of capital allocation. Apple and Tesla have built sealed ecosystems and asked their customers to enter. Buffett bought the battery for the people who haven’t. The AA cell, fifty millimeters long and fourteen and a half millimeters wide, 1.5 volts, unchanged in its dimensions since a group of manufacturers met in the 1920s to agree on something everyone could use โ€” it sits at the back of a kitchen drawer in most houses in America, waiting for the smoke detector to chirp.

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AI Startups

A New Reason to Launch

โ€œBefore you launch, the speed you can build is now mainly limited by your imagination in what you tell AI. After you launch, the AI can watch your users and make improvements on its own.โ€
โ€” Jared Friedman, Y Combinator

Jared Friedman watches hundreds of founders a year navigate the gap between idea and launched product. He notices patterns the rest of us miss. And what heโ€™s describing above is not an incremental improvement in how software gets built. It is a change in the nature of the advantage.

This is a different kind of liberation than founders have known before.

The old liberation was launch early and the market corrects your wrong assumptions. Humbling, but useful. You were still the one doing the correcting, late at night, rewriting the onboarding flow based on what the data told you.

The new liberation heโ€™s describing is something closer to multiplication. You launch, and now there are effectively more of you. The AI is watching session replays youโ€™ll never have time to watch. Itโ€™s noticing the drop-off after step three that youโ€™d have caught in month four. Itโ€™s holding the pattern of a thousand user paths simultaneously and asking what they mean. Your imagination seeded the thing. Reality is now feeding it.

That observation redraws the map cleanly. Pre-launch and post-launch used to differ in degree โ€” you knew more after than before. Now they differ in kind. Pre-launch you are the sensing organ. Post-launch youโ€™ve grown new ones.

The founders who feel this most viscerally, I suspect, are the ones building alone or in pairs โ€” the people for whom every previous era of building had a hard ceiling imposed by human hours. They could only read so many support tickets. They could only run so many experiments. The ceiling is lifting and the feeling is of a room getting larger.

The core advice hasnโ€™t changed. Paul Graham was saying โ€œlaunch earlyโ€ twenty years ago and it was true then. Whatโ€™s changed is the reason underneath it โ€” the mechanism that makes it true now is nothing like the one he had in mind.

The advice is twenty years old. There is a new reason and it is brand new. Most people havenโ€™t noticed the swap yet. But they will.

That window does not stay open long.

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Writing

The Grain Bin and the Ghost

Richard Rhodes published How to Write in 1995. In it, he offers practical advice about a writerโ€™s reference shelf: keep a dictionary at home, own a one-volume encyclopedia. He mentions, almost in passing, that he just received the OED on CD-ROM as a birthday gift.

That sentence stops you cold in 2026.

Not because itโ€™s quaint โ€” though it is โ€” but because of what it reveals about how a writing life was organized. Rhodes wasnโ€™t describing luxury. He was describing infrastructure. The reference shelf was load-bearing. You kept facts at home the way you kept food in a pantry: because access wasnโ€™t guaranteed, because the library closed, because the gap between not-knowing and knowing could be measured in trips and hours. A writerโ€™s bookshelf was a personal hedge against scarcity.

Think about what it meant that someoneโ€™s birthday present was a reference tool. Not a novel. Not a bottle of wine. Twenty volumes of the most authoritative dictionary in the English language, compressed to a disc, given because a writer needed it and couldnโ€™t otherwise have it on their desk. Thatโ€™s what a writing life cost. Thatโ€™s what it demanded of the people around you.

That scarcity is gone so completely itโ€™s hard to reconstruct the phenomenology of it.

The bottleneck in Rhodesโ€™s world was access. You either had the fact or you didnโ€™t. Getting it required physical movement โ€” to the shelf, to the library, to someone who knew. The reference bookโ€™s value was proximity: it collapsed the distance between the question and the answer. The OED on CD-ROM was remarkable precisely because it put those twenty volumes on your desk. No trip. No waiting. That was the gift.

The bottleneck now is entirely different. Access is solved, trivially, for anyone with a phone. The question isnโ€™t where the facts are. The question is which facts to trust, how they were assembled, whether the source has an agenda, whether the model that synthesized them has introduced drift. We moved from a scarcity problem to a judgment problem, and most of our inherited intellectual habits were built for the former.

But something else happened too, something Rhodes couldnโ€™t have framed because it didnโ€™t exist: the infrastructure became generative. The reference shelf held facts. It didnโ€™t think with you. It didnโ€™t draft alongside you, or push back on your argument, or notice that the claim you just made contradicts something three paragraphs earlier. The CD-ROM OED was static; it waited to be consulted. The tools a writer reaches for now donโ€™t wait. They participate.

This is the structural shift that the grain bin metaphor canโ€™t contain. Rhodes was describing a writerโ€™s relationship to stored knowledge โ€” how you accumulate it, how you keep it close, how you move through it when you need it. That relationship was essentially curatorial. You built a collection. You maintained it. You drew from it.

Whatโ€™s emerging now is something more like a collaboration with an infrastructure that has opinions. Not always right ones. Not always trustworthy ones. But opinions nonetheless โ€” which means the writerโ€™s job has changed in kind, not just in degree. Youโ€™re no longer managing a pantry. Youโ€™re managing a working relationship.

Where does it end up? Probably somewhere Rhodes would recognize at the level of the goal โ€” clarity, the right word, the true sentence โ€” and find almost unrecognizable at the level of method. The shelf is still there. But it talks back now. And figuring out what that means โ€” whether to trust it, when to push against it, how to stay the one doing the writing โ€” is the work no one has finished yet. Maybe no one can, while itโ€™s still changing this fast.

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AI

Hands He Canโ€™t Feel

Note: a fictional story exploring how software development is changing in the world of Claude Code, Antigravity, etc.

The cursor blinks for maybe two seconds. Then the code appears, all of it, a function Pete Callahan had been turning over in his head for the better part of a morning, just there, complete and correct and formatted the way he would have formatted it himself. He reads it the way you read something youโ€™re looking for an error in. There isnโ€™t one. He leans back in his chair in a way that isnโ€™t quite satisfaction and isnโ€™t quite anything else he has a word for.

Bewildered, maybe.

Outside his window, Dayton is doing what Dayton does in February, which is endure. The city has always been good at that. The Wright Brothers built their first serious wind tunnel a few miles from here in a room above a bicycle shop, testing wing shapes that didnโ€™t exist yet, failing in ways that taught them something. Pete grew up knowing that story the way you know the streets of the neighborhood you grew up in โ€” not as history exactly, more as weather. Just a thing that was true about where you were from.

His father would have understood the wind tunnel. You build the thing to test the thing. You put in the hours. Thatโ€™s how knowledge works.

Pete is no longer sure thatโ€™s how knowledge works.


His father, Ron Callahan, spent thirty-one years at Wright-Patterson keeping F-16s in the air. Not designing them, not flying them. Maintaining them. There is a difference and Ron has always understood it as a moral one. The pilot trusts you with his life in a way that is not metaphorical. You either know what youโ€™re doing or you donโ€™t. There is no almost.

He lives twenty minutes from Pete in a house that smells like coffee and WD-40, a combination Pete has never encountered anywhere else and that means, without his being able to say exactly why, that everything is okay. Ron is seventy-one now, still straight, still with the unhurried precision in his hands that Pete watched as a boy and tried to understand as a kind of language. On Sundays Pete drives over. They watch whatever game is on. Ron sets a mug in front of him without asking.

This particular Sunday Ron asks how work is going the way he always asks, with genuine interest and the slight remove of a man who has never quite been able to picture what his son actually does all day.

Itโ€™s great Dad. But itโ€™s changing faster than ever before.

Ron nods. He has seen the F-4 give way to the F-16 give way to systems so sophisticated the maintenance manuals run to thousands of pages. He knows about change. You learn the new thing, he has always believed, or the new thing leaves you behind. Simple as that.

He hears his sonโ€™s sentence as a version of something he has said himself.

Heโ€™s not wrong, exactly. Heโ€™s just not quite right either.


Driving home Pete thinks about the kids he came up with, the ones from places like Dayton who found in code what the world didnโ€™t always offer elsewhere โ€” a domain where being right was demonstrable, where quality was real, where the machine didnโ€™t care about your intentions. It had shaped him the way Dayton shaped him. Not as ideology. Just as weather.

He still believes that, mostly.

Itโ€™s just that the machine has changed its mind about what knowing means.


What Pete cannot explain, what he doesnโ€™t have the language for yet, is that the change he is living through is not like learning a new aircraft. When the F-16 replaced the F-4, the mechanicโ€™s relationship to the machine stayed intact. Hands on metal. Knowledge earned through repetition, through failure, through the slow accumulation of understanding what the thing wanted to do and what it didnโ€™t. The new plane was more complex but the posture was the same. Man serving machine serving pilot. The chain held.

What is happening to Pete is something else. Something that doesnโ€™t have a clean analogy in Ronโ€™s world, or in the history of Dayton, or in the mythology of the American craftsman that Pete absorbed so completely he doesnโ€™t even know heโ€™s carrying it.

He is still building things. He is building better things, faster, than he ever has. But somewhere in the last eighteen months the relationship changed in a way he is still trying to locate. He used to be the one who knew. Now he is the one who directs something that knows, which sounds like a promotion and feels like something more complicated than that.

His fatherโ€™s hands always knew what to do.

Pete is learning, at thirty-eight, to work with hands he canโ€™t feel.


By ten oโ€™clock the house has the particular quiet of a place that is usually fuller than this. Sarahโ€™s coffee cup from this morning still on the counter. Her shoes by the door. The small evidence of a life that will resume at midnight when he hears her key in the lock, and until then itโ€™s just Pete and the screen and whatever this is that heโ€™s trying to figure out.

What he does, alone in the house on these nights, is push. He takes the thing further than the task requires. Asks harder questions. Builds something more complex than anyone asked for just to see where the edges are, just to understand what heโ€™s actually working with. It is the same impulse that kept his father an extra hour on a Friday, checking something that had already been checked, because almost certain was not the same thing as certain and a pilot was going to trust this machine with his life.

The ethic transferred even when the medium changed.

Even now, when the medium is changing again.


He thinks about his fatherโ€™s hands sometimes, late like this. The way they moved with that unhurried precision, never rushed, never uncertain, each motion the product of so much repetition it had passed through knowledge into something that lived below knowledge. Pete watched those hands as a boy the way you watch something you are trying to learn without knowing you are learning it.

He used to think he had built something like that himself. The ability to hold a system in his head, to feel where it wanted to go, to know. The hands that knew what to do.

What he is building now he cannot quite name yet. It is not that the knowledge is gone โ€” if anything it matters more, sits heavier, earns its keep in ways it didnโ€™t before. But the relationship is different in a way he is still trying to locate, still turning over on these quiet nights while Dayton endures outside the window and Sarahโ€™s shoes wait by the door and the cursor blinks with the particular patience of something that does not need him to be ready.

He types. The code appears.

He reads it the way his father checked what had already been checked.

Not because he doesnโ€™t trust it.

Because thatโ€™s what you do when it matters.