Cooperate First. Retaliate Fast. Rebuild Everything.
This article’s a tangle of thoughts, but maybe thatās the point. Because it’s how real systems work. Not clean code, but messy loops. Competing feedback. A little chaos. A little magic.
It started with this YouTube video. Then this one.
The Game That Mirrors Us All
A simple game. Two players. Each round, a choice: Cooperate or Defect.
Both cooperate? Nice. You each get a point or two.
One defects while the other cooperates? The defector takes it all.
Both defect? Zero-sum misery.
They ran it with dozens of algorithms, simulated over many rounds.
The winner?
Not the toughest. Not the nicest.
It was Tit for Tat: a strategy that starts nice, punishes betrayal once, then forgives if the other returns to cooperation.
That one won. Again and again in most circumstances.
Itās not just game theory. Itās a whisper of a truth.
Trade Wars, Face Masks & National Security
Fast forward to the real world: when COVID hit, supply chains collapsed. Suddenly, special ventilators were hard to get. Even face masks.
Suddenly, the American government starts talking about ānational securityā like itās a new religion. But fair enough, because if you canāt manufacture your essentials, youāre not sovereign. Youāre dependent.
This isnāt just politics. Itās systems. Algorithms. Power.
They defected. We retaliated. Nobody wins. Just like the game.
The Oracle Behind the Paywall
Now letās talk AI.
The god-in-the-making.
OpenAI scraped the collective consciousness of the world, turned it into a model, and built the next oracle. And then… they bottled it. Wrapped it in product, paywalled the good stuff, and sold us access to our own knowledge.
This isnāt about money. Itās about control.
Scarcity in the age of digital abundance is manufactured.
Weāve seen it before: bottled water, land, housing.
Now itās knowledge.
Meanwhile, in the East? Open-source everything.
Not because theyāre saints, but because ideologies diverge.
Utopiaās Ugly Basement
Thereās this haunting parable:
A perfect city. No suffering. Everyone healthy and joyful.
But it turns out, the whole thing depends on one child locked in a basement, suffering alone. If you try to save the child, the utopia collapses.
Sound familiar?
This is the metaphor for many modern systems.
Every fast delivery, every AI response, every āfreeā appāsomeone pays.
A click-farm. A warehouse worker. An artist. A community. A class. A continent.
We look away. We accept the trade.
The Quantum Question: Do We Shape Reality?
Thereās a strange idea in quantum physics that says:
Nothing is real until itās observed.
It’s hard not to let your mind wander with that one. Likeāif the world had fewer eyes on it, was it a different place altogether?
When people believed the Earth was flat, maybe the more important part isnāt whether it was flatābut that belief shaped their actions, their maps, their world.
And maybe, in that way, belief bends realityānot by magic, but through momentum.
Ā In the short run, the game defines the players. But in the long run, it’s us players who define the game.
So what happens when most people start believing AI is the new oracle?
What happens when the dominant narrative says it knows best?
Maybe it does.
Not because it is, but because we keep asking it to be.
The System Is Cracking. Something Else Wants to Be Born.
Currency. Capital. Cooperation.
Trade. Talent. Technology. Trust.
Everything is being renegotiated.
What comes next? I donāt know.
But it wonāt come easy. Resets never do.
Every historic pivot came with pain. Suffering. Loss. Sacrifice.
Not just philosophical sacrificesāreal ones.
The question is: how far are we willing to go?
The Real Call-to-Action
So here we are.
At the edge of something.
Watching AI rise. Watching power shift. Watching justice bend.
Hereās the real question:
Are we just bystanders? Or are we still players in the game?
Speak when you see injustice.
Build when you see brokenness.
Cooperate when you can.
Retaliate when you must.
But always ask: what system am I serving?
And who is in the basement?
Stay aware. Stay kind. Stay dangerous.
Yours truly,
~Mike
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