You know, I know that this steak doesn’t exist. I know when I put it in my mouth, the Matrix is telling my brain that it is juicy and delicious. After nine years, do you know what I’ve realized? Ignorance is bliss.
Yesterday Sam Altman published a short post containing his thoughts on Secret, and also anonymity in general — namely that it breeds meanness, and that anonymous social networks are destined to decay and grow worse over time.
I strongly disagree. What I’ve observed is the opposite — that...