That is what it has come to in bubbly Silicon Valley. Companies like Facebook, Google and Zynga are so hungry for the best talent that they are buying start-ups to get their founders and engineers — and then jettisoning their products.
...Facebook says the deals are worth it because the company needs creative entrepreneurs who can also help keep Facebook’s start-up culture alive.
When I first read the above sentence I thought it said "help keep Facebook's start-up VULTURE alive." It's chilling to think that the best ideas and the brightest talents are just going to get snatched up by Facebook and Google.
And as a died in the wool Gen-Xer I can't help thinking, geez, what a bunch of sellouts. At any rate, I deleted my facebook account last December and haven't missed it since then.
It’s been a long time since I’ve posted anything meaningful here. A lot has been going on that I've wanted to post about. But. One thing overshadows everything else.
In August, I lost my younger brother to suicide. It’s been a shattering experience. It’s almost kind of ridiculous to try and write about it. The most accurate thing I’ve heard describing the experience of dealing with the suicide of a loved one is that there are no words to describe it. But I feel paralyzed in this blog until I address it. So here’s the thing. When you find out. Immediately there’s a violent gash that separates your life. The Before and the After. You desperately want to return to the Before but you know there's only the After. Chaos. Pain. Insomnia. Anger. Confusion. Anxiety. Guilt. That’s how the After starts. In September I found an incredible art therapy support group called the Rita Project. I started going and my recovery began. Now it’s February and I’m almost feeling normal. I can never get back to the Before. The pain is still there, hard as a rock and confounding, but the chaos, anxiety and confusion have thankfully subsided. Anger is still there. I’m working on that. And no anger for my brother, like I always assumed is what happens after a suicide. Just generalized anger at the world.But onto my brother…How can you not smile when you see this thing rolling into town?