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| Date | 2024-07-01 23:37 +0200 |
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Anyone surprised? My theory is that you don't become a billionaire by being cute and cuddly. On Mon, 1 Jul 2024, Ben Collver wrote: > My Dinner With Andreessen > ========================= > Billionaires I have known: Part One of a three-part series > > by Rick Perlstein > April 24, 2024 > > Marc Andreessen and Laura Arrillaga-Andreessen arrive at the tenth > Breakthrough Prize Ceremony on April 13, 2024, at the Academy Museum > of Motion Pictures in Los Angeles. > > Recently, I read about venture capitalist Marc Andreessen putting his > 12,000-square-foot mansion in Atherton, California, which has seven > fireplaces, up for sale for $33.75 million. This was done to spend > more time, one supposes, at the $177 million home he owns in Paradise > Cove, California; or the $34 million one he bought beside it; or the > $44.5 million one in a place called Escondido Beach. Upon reading > this, I realized it was time to stop procrastinating and tell you all > a story I've been meaning to set down for a long time now about the > time I visited that house (the cheap $33.75 million one, I mean). > Strictly on a need-to-know basis. Because you really need to know how > deeply twisted some of these plutocrats who run our society truly are. > > <https://www.businessinsider.com/see-inside-investor-marc-andreessens- > 33-million-house-for-sale-2024-3> > > <https://traded.co/deals/california/single-family-residence/sale/ > 27724-pacific-coast-highway/> > > It was 2017, and a YIMBY activist invited me to talk about my book > Nixonland with his book club, which also happened to be Marc > Andreessen's book club. They offered a free flight and hotel; I > accepted. We met in that house. I was vaguely aware of Andreessen as > the guy who invented the first web browser, a socially useful > accomplishment by any measure and a story I had long kept in the back > of my mind as an outstanding proof text that useful invention often > flourishes best when government subsidizes it, socialism-style--given > that Andreessen had created it while a student at a public > institution, the University of Illinois. Then I boned up on what he > was up to now, courtesy of a gargantuan 13,000-word profile from two > years earlier in The New Yorker. > > <https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Netscape_Navigator> > > <https://www.newyorker.com/magazine/2015/05/18/tomorrows-advance-man> > > Andreessen, I learned, was "Tomorrow's Advance Man." He superintended > the "newest and most unusual" venture capital firm on Menlo Park's > Sand Hill Road. He "seethes with beliefs" and is "afire to reorder > life as we know it." His enthusiasms included replacing money with > cryptocurrency; replacing cooked food with a scheme called, yes, > "Soylent," and boosting the now-invisible Oculus virtual reality > headset. > > Zero for three when it comes to picking useful inventions to reorder > life as we know it, that is to say, though at no apparent cost to his > power or net worth, now pegged at an estimated $1.7 billion. Along > the way, I also learned he was a major stockholder in Facebook and a > member of the civilian board that helped oversee the Central > Intelligence Agency. Much later, it was in a tweet of his that I > first saw the phrase "woke mind virus." (He's not a fan.) > > Last year, a manifesto he published on the website of his VC firm > Andreessen Horowitz got a good deal of attention. It includes lines > like "Technology is the glory of human ambition and achievement, the > spearhead of progress, and the realization of our potential." (The > residents of Nagasaki and Hiroshima might once have wished to > disagree.) "For hundreds of years, we properly glorified this--until > recently." (Really? I only wish I could escape the glorification for > one goddamned day.) "We believe everything good is downstream of > growth." (Everything?) And "there is no material problem--whether > created by nature or by technology--that cannot be solved with more > technology." > > <https://a16z.com/the-techno-optimist-manifesto/> > > The big idea: "Our enemy is the Precautionary Principle." Normal > people define that as the imperative of seeking to prevent and > contain certain potentially civilization-ending potentialities like > nuclear holocaust and pandemic. Andreessen, conversely, calls > precaution "perhaps the most catastrophic mistake in Western society > in my lifetime ... deeply immoral, and we must jettison it with > extreme prejudice." > > What ought be embraced in its stead, naturally, is markets, because > "they divert people who otherwise would raise armies and start > religions into peacefully productive pursuits." (The opening of > markets, as all students know, having everywhere and always been the > most peaceful pursuit known to humanity.) > > <https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Late_Victorian_Holocausts> > > <https://asiapacificcurriculum.ca/learning-module/opium-wars-china> > > What stands in the way of the recognition of this so self-evident > truth? Ideas like "sustainability," "stakeholder capitalism," "social > responsibility," "tech ethics," "trust and safety," and "risk > management," which must be eliminated--"with extreme prejudice." > According to the logic of the piece, I suppose, this must happen in > order to nip in the bud the armies we can expect the avatars of > ethics and responsibility to raise any day now. > > Basically, the manifesto is an argument, dressed up in the raiment of > morality, about power: Andreessen and people like him should get to > make decisions to reorder life as we know it without interference > from anyone else. Which will be quite relevant to know for the saga > ahead, once you see the style of moral judgment this most powerful of > human actors displays behind closed doors. > > IT WAS A NICE NORTHERN CALIFORNIA DAY. I saw from the map that a > rideshare trip from San Francisco to Atherton would be a good bit > cheaper if I embarked from a freeway entrance a mile or so from where > I was. I set off on one of those glorious walks that remind you why > you can't help loving cities, in all their unplanned and unplannable > charm. I strolled across one of the remaining shabby parts of San > Francisco, untouched by the gentrifiers, and my stops included a > glorious junk shop stuffed stem to stern with ghosts of San Francisco > past, including a pile of wooden chairs tangled from floor to ceiling > like they came from some ancient Gold Rush; and a street corner where > a clutch of elderly Black men were singing doo-wop. > > I arrived at my destination in a good mood, electric with a writer's > observant curiosity. The first detail I noted in Atherton was the > gate where I was dropped off; it informed me that an armed guard was > on duty 24 hours a day. The second was the hulking object standing by > the front door: a sculpture by the French modernist master Jean > Dubuffet (1901–1985), a smaller version of a massive, beloved > downtown public monument Chicagoans call "Snoopy in a Blender." > > <https://blockclubchicago.org/2023/07/25/snoopy-in-a-blender- > sculpture-moving-from-thompson-center-to-art-institute> > > That certainly made an impression: not the sort of thing one usually > finds on front lawns. > > I rang the bell; an Asian man in khakis and a sweater answered. I > snapped into guest mode, introducing myself enthusiastically. He > responded with an odd coldness. Then I realized he was not a fellow > guest but, I guess you'd say, the butler. A hundred years ago, he > might have been referred to as "houseboy" and greeted me in a tux. > > I met Andreessen's wife. Laura Arrillaga-Andreessen is the daughter > of a sharp fellow who began scooping up commercial real estate in the > bedraggled lands around Stanford University that became Silicon > Valley, becoming its pre-eminent landowner, which is kind of how > aristocracies start in the dim mists of time. I reflected, perhaps > unfairly, that marrying off their daughters to young men of talent > and fortune is often how such families institutionalize their power. > > She showed me around her art collection. I tried not to gawk, and > failed. "That's an Agnes Martin! ... A Claes Oldenburg maquette! He's > one of my favorites!" And so on. I later learned that > Arrillaga-Andreessen made a project of classing up the "cultural > desert" of Silicon Valley--the "pop-up gallery" she organized with a > Manhattan powerhouse art dealer at her father's Tesla dealership was > covered in the art press as something like a philanthropic venture. > But progress was apparently sluggish; Arrillaga-Andreessen seemed > absurdly grateful to finally have a guest who knew who these artists > were. Quietly, I reflected upon how odd it is that people who claim > to love art, and sharing it with the world, would lock masterpieces > away for only themselves and their guests to enjoy. Among > aristocrats, I suppose, it has ever been thus. > > <https://www.google.com/search?q=%22pace+gallery%22 > +tesla+Arrillaga-Andreessen> > > There were also lots of books on many subjects, piled up in > skyscraper-like stacks. Andreessen, you see, is an intellectual. That > was why I was there. > > Andreessen wasn't, yet. I waited at the dining room table. A chef in > starched whites (was there a toque?) served me something delicious. > Then arrived in the room a "cranium so large, bald, and oblong that > you can't help but think of words like ‘jumbo' and ‘Grade A'" (The > New Yorker's words, not mine); and, one by one, his guests. My first > impression of them came of their response to my small-talk > description of my delightful afternoon. Jaws practically dropped, > like I had dared an unaccompanied, unarmed stroll through Baghdad's > Sadr City in the spring of 2004. > > <https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Siege_of_Sadr_City> > > I had been told, via email, a little about the people I would meet: > mostly fellow investment magnates, but also an extra person added at > the last minute. She was a woman researching life extension, > something that, at the time, the world was just learning was a Valley > plutocrat obsession. A woman, it was subtly emphasized. The times > we're living in: you know. > > I can be slow, but I got it. Uber CEO Travis Kalanick was enmeshed in > a scandal over endemic sexism, and it had suddenly seemed imperative > to de-bro-ify the local culture a bit. Thus, this late-breaking > ringer. She was young, very pretty, and seemed to have practically no > spoken English. > > <https://www.thetimes.co.uk/article/the-reckless-rise-and-fall-of- > ubers-ceo-travis-kalanick-sml9p3q2k> > > The chef served us a lovely meal. I couldn't help but notice that he > was treated rather like a pizza delivery guy. > > I see from a follow-up email that among the things discussed were > David Hackett Fischer's Albion's Seed: Four British Folkways in > America, on the geographic patterns of American political culture and > their persistence; the anti-Enlightenment philosopher Julius Evola (I > had just begun exploring the explicit anti-liberalism of those close > to Trump, like Steve Bannon); 1970s New Left historiography on > regulatory capture; Corey Robin's The Reactionary Mind; Jimmy > Carter's embrace of austerity; the magnificent volume Strange Rebels: > 1979 and the Birth of the 21st Century (I was hard at work then on my > book about the 1976–1980 period); and Jonathan Haidt on personality > type and ideology (someone else must have brought him up; I can't > stand him). I don't remember much of the discussion at all. But > certain telling sociological details will always stick with me. My > close friends have frequently heard me tell the tale. > > <https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Albion%27s_Seed> > > <https://www.amazon.com/Strange-Rebels-1979-Birth-Century-ebook/ > dp/B00H6UMGVI> > > ONE PARTICIPANT WAS A BRITISH FORMER JOURNALIST become computer > tycoon who had been awarded a lordship. He proclaimed that the > Chinese middle class doesn't care about democracy or civil liberties. > I was treated as a sentimental naïf for questioning his blanket > confidence. > > Another attendee seemed to see politics as a collection of > engineering problems. He kept setting up strange thought experiments, > which I did not understand. I recall thinking it was like talking to > a creature visiting from another solar system that did not have > humans in it. I later conveyed my recollection of this guy to an > acquaintance who once taught history at Stanford. He noted a > similarity to a student of his who insisted that all the age-old > problems historians worried over would soon obviously be solved by > better computers, and thus considered the entire humanistic > enterprise faintly ridiculous. > > I also remember I raised an objection to Silicon Valley's fetish for > "disruption" as the highest human value, noting that healthy > societies also recognize the value of preserving core values and > institutions, and feeling gaslit in return when the group came back > heatedly that, no, Silicon Valley didn't fetishize disruption at all. > > The subject of Sen. Elizabeth Warren (D-MA) came up. They rose up in > thunderous hatred at her for blocking potential "innovation in the > banking sector." (She'll make a similar cameo in Part Two of this > series.) I suffered an epic case of l'esprit d'escalier at that. > > <https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/L%27esprit_de_l%27escalier> > > I thought it was pretty much universally understood by then that the > fetish for "innovation in the banking sector" was what collapsed the > world economy in 2008. Had I not been stunned into silence, I could > have quoted Paul Volcker that the last useful innovation in banking > was the automatic teller machine, and pointed out that it was only by > strangling "innovation in the banking sector" that (as Elizabeth > Warren always points out) the New Deal ushered in the longest period > of financial stability in American history, and the golden age of > global capitalism to boot. It was only when deregulation broke down > banking's vaunted "3-6-3" rule (take deposits at 3 percent, lend them > at 6 percent, and be on the golf course by 3 o'clock in the > afternoon) that financial collapses returned as a regular feature of > our lives. Silicon Valley, alas, would never learn. > > <https://nypost.com/2009/12/13/the-only-thing-useful-banks-have- > invented-in-20-years-is-the-atm/> > > <https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Silicon_Valley_Bank#Collapse> > > Anyhoo. > > The evening progressed. The man with or without the toque cleared the > plates. This is when, as I've learned at hyper-elite confabs I've > attended, things tend to get down to brass tacks. Come with me, then, > inside that $33 million manse and hear what this extraordinarily > powerful individual who helped oversee the CIA and one of the most > powerful instruments of communication in human history (Facebook, > whose decisions the previous year had helped make Donald Trump > president) said when the subject turned to rural America. It was like > the first scene in an episode of Black Mirror. > > I KNEW FROM THE NEW YORKER THAT ANDREESSEN had grown up in an > impoverished agricultural small town in Wisconsin, and despised it. > But I certainly was not prepared for his vituperation on the subject. > He made it clear that people who chose not to leave such places > deserved whatever impoverishment, cultural and political neglect, and > alienation they suffered. > > It's a libertarian commonplace, a version of their pinched vision of > why the market and only the market is the truly legitimate response > to oppressive conditions on the job: If you don't like it, you can > leave. If you don't, what you suffer is your own fault. > > I brought up the ordinary comforts of kinship, friendship, craft, > memory, legend, lore, skills passed down across generations, and > other benefits that small towns provide: things that make human > beings human beings. I pointed out that there must be something in > the kind of places he grew up in worth preserving. I dared venture > that it is always worth mourning when a venerable human community > passes from the Earth; that maybe people are more than just figures > finding their proper price on the balance sheet of life ... > > And that's when the man in the castle with the seven fireplaces said > it. > > "I'm glad there's OxyContin and video games to keep those people > quiet." > > I'm taking the liberty of putting it in quotation marks, though I > can't be sure those were his exact words. Marc, if you're reading, > feel free to get in touch and refresh my memory. Maybe he said > "quiescent," or "docile," or maybe "powerless." Something, certainly, > along those lines. > > He was joking, sort of; but he was serious--definitely. "Kidding on > the square," jokes like those are called. All that talk about human > potential and morality, and this man afire to reorder life as we know > it jokingly welcomes chemical enslavement of those he grew up with, > for the sin of not being as clever and ambitious as he. > > There is something very, very wrong with us, that our society affords > so much power to people like this. > > From: <https://prospect.org/power/2024-04-24-my-dinner-with-andreessen/> >
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