Every Bay Area House Party

https://astralcodexten.substack.com/p/every-bay-area-house-party You walk in. The wall decorations vaguely suggest psychedelia. The music is pounding, head-splitting, amelodious. Everyone is struggling to speak over it. Everyone assumes everyone else likes it. You flee to the room furthest from the music source. Three or four guys are sitting in a circle, talking. Two girls are standing by a weird lamp, drinks in hand. You see Bob. “Hi, Bob!” “Hey, good to see you again!” “What’s new?” “Man, it’s been a crazy few months. You hear I quit my job at Google and founded a fintech startup?” “No! What do you do?” “War insurance!” “War insurance?” “Yeah. We pay out if there’s a war.” “Isn’t that massively correlated risk?”