Protopia

The old world had clear roles: the mason, the monk. The capitalist, the clerk. The new world does not.

When their internal pricing strategy document accidentally went to 3,200 customers instead of 3 executives, CEO Melissa had to choose between damage control and radical transparency.

When Maya discovered her co-founder was maintaining two different financial models—one for investors, one for banks—she had 72 hours to decide whether to sign the Series B term sheet that could save or sink their company.

From garage tinkerers to Twitter philosophers, mapping the entrepreneur ecosystem across four decades of creative destruction.

It's the second day of 2025. Commercial consumer-facing AI has been around for over two years. Here is a fundamental problem with AI chat.

The last time I truly learned a city's anatomy was fall 2004, those four months at UVic when I owned nothing with a screen. No laptop, no cell phone, not even a hand-me-down Nokia.

The journey from Liberia to Nosara is a kind of prelude—a two-hour stretch of road that forces you to leave behind any neat, tidy expectations you had about Costa Rica.

In everything, there's this mechanical feeling—a patterning you almost never think about, unless you force yourself to. Life, it turns out, is governed by these little, unnoticed forces and movements that pile up in the background.