The other day on eBay, one of the original USS KIDD plaques came up for sale. Naturally, I bought it and will donate it to the Museum’s archives. After the auction, I contacted the seller to see where they sourced the artifact, could it be traced to a specific crewmember? Their response:
“It actually came from a house were the family was saving it to scrap it for the bronze content. They had no connection to the Kidd and wife did not know where husband got it from he was a plumber and had all kids of copper brass etc to scrap.”
This artifact was saved and the Museum can use it to now tell two stories: 1) about KIDD herself and 2) how fragile the preservation of historical artifacts can be.
My house is still a work in progress and today I worked on the bar area, which I am calling USO Club #661, a fictional WW2 Navy dive bar in the Ulitihi Atoll in the Western Pacific. I was inspired to turn one of my issue tropical helmets (from when I was on TAD on Diego Garcia in the mid-80s) into a hanging lamp. I will share a picture of my bar (still in work) but not one of me wearing the Navy tropical uniform.
Today is the 82nd anniversary of the Battle off Samar. Time to rewatch the documentary that we made 2 years ago to honor the event.
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Parks Stephenson retweeted
If we want the world to get better, we'll have to accept one thing: some people really are exceptional, and they really do create value.
I've explained how the system works. Now I'm going to tell you why Elon Musk is under attack.
It isn't because of his tweets or his positions. It runs deeper than that. Elon Musk is under attack because he exists.
In a world built on egalitarianism, the exceptional individual is an anomaly. Worse, he's a threat. Left free, he creates gaps: he produces more value, he moves faster, he climbs higher. Every gap he creates proves that the egalitarian project rests on a lie, the lie that we're all interchangeable.
Kurt Vonnegut saw it back in 1961 in a chilling short story, Harrison Bergeron. In an America made perfectly equal, the strong are weighed down, the beautiful are masked, and the most intelligent have their thoughts scrambled by piercing noises so that nobody rises above anybody. That isn't some distant dystopia. It's the ultimate logic of this system. If equality of outcome is the goal, then excellence is the enemy.
Here's a truth almost nobody dares to say: humanity moves forward through geniuses.
Look across the centuries. Aristotle founds logic. Gutenberg prints and sets knowledge free. Copernicus and Galileo move the Earth. Descartes and Pascal give reason its method. Newton writes the laws of the universe. Pasteur defeats microbes. Darwin explains life. Turing invents computing. Every time, one mind, a single one, tips history over.
In 1905, special relativity was in the air, and others were getting close. But general relativity, without Einstein, we might still be waiting for. And the digital revolution as we lived it, from the personal computer to a phone in every pocket, wouldn't look the way it does without Steve Jobs.
We almost always admire these geniuses once they're dead. Galileo had to recant on his knees. Semmelweis, who understood that washing hands was enough to save mothers, died in an asylum, mocked by his peers. Turing, who helped win the war, was convicted and then chemically castrated. Van Gogh sold almost nothing in his lifetime.
And then there's Nikola Tesla. The man who invented the electric world we still live in: the alternating current that powers our homes, the induction motor, the foundations of wireless transmission. He dreamed of sending energy freely across the planet. When J.P. Morgan stopped funding him, his Wardenclyffe tower was abandoned, then demolished. He ended his life alone, buried in debt, in a New York hotel room, feeding pigeons. He was found dead in January 1943, at 86. The man who electrified the world died with almost nothing.
The irony of history: his name is now written on millions of cars, the cars of the company Elon Musk took to the top. As if history wanted to pay its debt.
The system has always hated those who surpassed it, and it only celebrates them once they can no longer bother it.
It's hard to accept, but it's reality. It doesn't mean geniuses have more rights than anyone else. Before the law, before justice, and in their dignity, all people are equal, and they must stay that way. It means that some individuals, through their talent, their courage, and their risk-taking, create a thousand times, a million times, a billion times more value than ordinary people. And they don't keep that value for themselves. All of humanity benefits from it.
Elon Musk is one of those men.
He revived space exploration when governments had turned away from it. He forced the entire auto industry into a new century. With Starlink, he brought the internet to the most isolated corners of the planet. Every time, he was told it was impossible. Every time, he risked everything, and every time, he won.
He is the first person in history to cross a trillion dollars. People want him to apologize for it. I say the opposite: he deserves it, and he deserves much more. The value he's creating for humanity, with reusable rockets, the electrification of the world, and the road to Mars, is beyond any comparison with what he owns.
His fortune wasn't taken from anyone. It was created where there was nothing.
That's exactly what the system can't forgive him for.
In their worldview, nobody should be above anybody. Success is suspect, wealth is theft, excellence is an injustice to be corrected. Elon Musk is living, dazzling, unbearable proof that their model is wrong: a free man with talent and courage can create more value than all their administrations combined. As long as he exists, their story doesn't hold. So he has to be destroyed. The lawsuits, the investigations, the press campaigns, and the regulatory threats all come from there.
But here's what makes me deeply optimistic.
The system is cracking. It bet that people would end up preferring equality in mediocrity to freedom in excellence, and it lost. People saw the rockets come back and land. They saw what a single man could accomplish when nobody stopped him from acting. And they understood they had been lied to.
What's coming is a new world, built on real meritocracy. Not a world where the same people inherit the same seats, but a world where everyone gets to play. The child of a factory worker, a farmer, or an immigrant can get in the game, and if he's good, he rises fast. Very fast. As high as his talent takes him.
The equality worth defending is equality of opportunity, not equality of outcome. The first sets geniuses free. The second smothers them.
We think it's normal for a soccer player to earn a fortune because he's exceptional with a ball. We think it's suspicious for an engineer to get rich by bringing rockets back from space. The world will be better the day kids have Elon Musk posters on their bedroom walls, the way they have posters of Messi and Ronaldo.
Humanity never moved forward thanks to people who wanted nobody to stand out. It moved forward thanks to those who dared to outrun everyone.
Elon Musk is one of them. And this time, history won't wait until he's dead to recognize it.
🤖 Made with AI
Parks Stephenson retweeted
I’m Polish. If France is your future, I come from the end of that road.
France shows you the slow version. We lived the full one – the version where the state doesn’t just take care of everything. It owns everything.
In Poland it arrived with Soviet bayonets. In America it would arrive by vote – slower, softer, with better slogans. But the destination is the same, and so is the mechanism.
It starts with prices. When the state decides what things should cost, prices stop telling the truth. A price is a message: this is scarce, this is wanted, make more of this. Abolish the message, and the whole economy goes deaf. So the shelves emptied – first of meat, then of almost everything.
Every Pole knew the joke. A man walks into a shop: "No meat?" The clerk: "No, sir. Here is no fish. No meat is across the street."
We queued for everything. People wrote their place in line on their palms and kept lists through the night. You waited years for a small car, and often more than a decade for an apartment. Not because Poles were lazy. Because nobody in the system had any reason to produce what we needed.
At work, we had another joke: we pretended to work, and they pretended to pay us.
And the promise of equality? It produced the most unequal system of all. The party elite had their own shops – Poles called them the shops behind the yellow curtains. Those with dollars shopped in special stores. Everyone else got the queue.
Then the system needed informers, because nobody believed in it anymore. Our neighbors were recruited to report on us. You never knew who was listening – the colleague, the friend, sometimes family. So we learned to live a double life: one language in public, another at home.
Those who spoke up got the wolf ticket: no job, no promotion, sometimes no university place for their children. Nobody needed to send them to prison. They just couldn’t live.
The newspapers reported record harvests while the shelves stood empty. Everyone knew. Nobody said it. That is what a society looks like when the lie becomes the system.
In 1950 we were about as rich as Spain. By 1989, Spain was twice as rich. That is what forty years of "fairness" cost us.
Today in America, the method is softer. Your neighbor won’t inform on you to the secret police. Someone will report your post, and you’ll be cancelled – no job, no account, no platform. Different tools, same machine.
We got out. Ten million of us joined Solidarity, and in 1989 a system that looked eternal collapsed. Since then, Poland has become one of the great success stories of Europe – because people were finally free to build.
But we still carry it. More than thirty years later, you can see it in the careful answers, the closed faces - the system leaves faster than the fear does. It takes generations to get out of it fully once you fall into that trap.
Nobody votes for the queue. Nobody votes for the informer. They come with the promise.
Trust me, you don’t want to go down that road.
I’m French. I want to talk to Americans who are about to vote Democrat. Not to insult you. To warn you.
I come from your future.
In France we did everything your progressive politicians promise. Free healthcare, free college, generous welfare, strong unions, heavy regulation, high taxes on the rich, a state that takes care of everything. Public spending close to 57% of GDP, one of the highest on the planet. On paper, it’s the dream.
Here’s what it looks like from the inside. France hasn’t passed a balanced budget since 1974. Our debt is above 3,300 billion euros. Interest on that debt is becoming one of the biggest items in the national budget. Our hospitals are collapsing despite record funding. Our schools rank lower every year. Young people with degrees can’t afford an apartment in the city they were born in. Our best engineers leave for London, Zurich and San Francisco. And the rich you wanted to tax? They left too, and took the jobs with them.
The promise was protection. The result is stagnation.
The worst part is that nobody in France voted for decline. Every single step sounded generous, compassionate, reasonable. One more program. One more regulation. One more tax to fund it. Each step alone makes sense. Fifty years of them, and you wake up in a country that can no longer build a nuclear plant on time or keep its streets safe.
I love America because it’s the one place on earth where people still believe they can build something from nothing. I came to Silicon Valley as a self-taught kid and it changed my life. That spirit is the most precious thing your country has.
Before you vote, ask yourself one question: is the program you’re voting for making America more like America, or more like France?
Trust me. You don’t want to be France.
I heard this a lot over the past few days: “We must dominate AI so that China doesn’t.” What does that mean? Was China dominating biological warfare when the coronavirus got away from them? Can any nation “dominate” a nationless entity that AI has the potential to become? And why exactly is Elon Musk and his peers worried?
I am impressed with and use AI increasingly with each passing day. But like my cat, I am aware that suddenly without warning and working under its own logic it can rip open my flesh and cause me to bleed.
Not my usual brick build but how could I not? @TitanicBelfast
I’m moving to a new house and on one trip, I quickly grabbed the fireplace screen. Later in the evening, I happened to look over at my fireplace and was startled to see that I had inadvertently forgotten one of my Halloween decorations.
I tried a social experiment yesterday. Thank you to all who played. After my very real post announcing my retirement from the subject of Titanic, I posted a photo of burning papers in my stove. I deliberately suggested that the papers were 30 years’ worth of TITANIC research. I was shaking the branches to see what would fall out and wasn’t disappointed by the result. I figured that there was a risk of major butthurt to be felt when the truth was made known that could potentially damage my reputation but what does a reputation matter when you no longer need one?
I am moving to a new home and that has forced me to dive into my storage room. I did find boxes of my old TITANIC research that pre-date the PC/Internet age and those I carried to the new house. What I threw into the stove was 30+ years’ worth of tax receipts, pay stubs, credit card statements, etc. On impulse, I posted a photo and called it TITANIC research, just to see what would happen.
What did happen, most immediately and visibly, was an explosion in engagement. Views went through the roof. If I wanted proof for my earlier assertion that people will more readily engage with the negative than the positive, then I found supporting evidence in about a 27:1 ratio (and still widening).
What happened next was unexpected and illuminating. Expressions of concern were sent privately and conspiracy theories took root in public. It was wild reading some of those theories…they rivaled anything that Robin Gardiner ever concocted. I appreciated the private messages of concern and immediately dropped the mask.
I’m fine, mostly. I have three major stresses in my life and TITANIC is the most expendable and least important. Retirement from the subject was therefore a no-brainer. Unfortunately, yesterday’s experiment taught me that I am still being watched and followed, for reasons known only to them. Now that I’ve uncovered the tail, I’ll just do my best to ignore it and move on. No more tricks from me…at least until next 1 April.
I planned to illustrate my confession with a meme and came up with two good ones. I cannot decide which I like best, so I’ll post both.
If you follow me for TITANIC information, there will be no more forthcoming. I am officially and publicly retiring from the subject. I am refusing all requests and have resigned from all engagements. I appreciate what I have done in the community but my time is over.
I am making this announcement because simply withdrawing from public discourse hasn’t discouraged some people from approaching me or trying to involve me in their own drama.
I am retiring from the subject because I no longer find it fun. On the contrary, TITANIC has become a stress riser that I simply do not need in my life.
I enjoyed the research and analysis, looking for answers to questions that the wreck raised. I value the friendships I have made with fellow researchers and explorers in the TITANIC community. I will forever be grateful to TITANIC for introducing me to deep-sea exploration that changed my life and put me where I am today.
None of what fuelled my interest in TITANIC has changed. What has changed is the TITANIC community and my willingness to play by its current rules. Research and analysis, in my opinion, has been replaced with influencers and AI. Academia is prioritising credentials above competency to process and allow access to accumulated information. Instead of searching for truth and meaning in the disaster, most people now seem motivated by engagement and monetization. Bad engagement is desirable because it yields better monetization. Good and reliable content is fast becoming the minority in the TITANIC public sphere. I attribute this change to the public forum itself…the medium with which we talk to one another drives us all toward engagement instead of sharing. Top dog wins the top prizes. This is not the TITANIC environment that I used to know and enjoy.
I am being completely honest here. Others will counter that what I just shared here is bullshit, that I am covering my ass to hide my own failures. They will develop their own reasons for my departure that makes them look better. I simply don’t care. My reputation and/or legacy is the real bullshit here, I have real-world concerns that are of real significance. Make me the bogeyman all you want but that will never solve your own problems.
It is said that TITANIC never lets you go. I have quit before but have always come back. I still have questions about the subject and if someday I decide to pursue them again, I will return to the methodology of the 1970s: relying on my own research and debating with trusted friends in the real, not virtual, world. I won’t work for any other reason but to either satisfy my own curiosity or possibly for constructive education. I might also watch the rise and fall of the little TITANIC fiefdoms across the various forms of public media just to remind myself why I need to stay far away.
Parks Stephenson retweeted
Join Executive Director Parks Stepheson as he builds the new @COBI_Bricks USS KIDD Model.
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