After ten… eventful years in DC, our family — which doubled in size since 2016 (and more than doubled if you include the cat, and why wouldn’t you) — is moving to Denver, Colorado! Next month. Less than three weeks from now. Gulp.
So anyway, here is a recent storm over Washington to set the mood.
As seen in the official email communication from the American Society of Hematology:
Milos, if you’re sitting for the hematology boards this November, you don’t just need more resources — you need a structured plan that fits alongside your fellowship and life.
AI slop is the clipart of our age. This too shall pass, one would hope.
A new pop up just opened in DC on 7th Street NW, between G and H. You love to see it.
To state the obvious: I have been following blogs for much longer than I’ve had one. A version of what now goes under “Infinite Regress” first started in October 2010, shortly after I moved to the US. Most of it was in Serbian and now available elsewhere but in 2012 I started blogging in English and, well, here we are.
There is only a handful of blogs which I have been following from before that time. The list does not include Marginal Revolution, which I didn’t know about until around 2015, when a hematology attending at NHLBI mentioned it during rounds. [Note: Here is the too much information part, and not particularly relevant to the topic at hand: the attending was Neal Young, who also introduced me to Edward Tufte; it was during the post-Tuesday clinic roundup of patients with aplastic anemia, which were always fun; and it was him showing a video of a bear which Tyler Cowen linked to the day before. Why I can remember those facts but not to pick up ricotta cheese at the store as instructed to by my wife is one of those small mysteries of life. I do also remember being somewhat surprised that the super-smart and erudite Young was impressed by a stupid bear video. ] Andrew Gelman’s “Statistical Modeling…” also wouldn’t make the cut: even though he started blogging in 2004, around the time I discovered Bloglines, I wouldn’t become a subscriber until some time during covid lockdowns during a brief period when I thought I had enough time to read much more than I actually could and ultimately and inevitably overcommitted. Yet I try to model their regularity (consciously) and irreverence (not as consciously, more as a permission), if not Cowen’s positions as of late.
Then there are the blogs which are now dead, defunct, or a shadow of themselves. Many of those productivity-adjacent. Stuff like Lifehacker, 43 Folders, Kevin MD. These I couldn’t say were explicit current influences in format or style, but I do still have a GTD and a medicine tag and I update both fairly frequently.
There are only three blogs I can think of that I have been following pre-blogging and still do, with some interruptions in between. Two of them should not be a surprise to even a casual recent reader: John Gruber’s Daring Fireball and Dave Winer’s Scripting News. [Note: I fought hard against finshing the title of this post with a (the last one may surpirse you) because this is one of those cases where the clickbaity headline may actually have fit. ] The third, though, fell off my radar during the last great feed reader reshuffle as it has several more times over the last 22 or so years I have been a not-so-faithful follower: Dubious Quality by Bill Harris, which has gone from being predominantly about gaming to game developing to, well, something that is less focused than even what you are reading here so I would not exaggerate if I called DQ the ur-influence of “Infinite Regress”.
And a few decades before @jtr’s push to write more emails I was a fairly regular emailer to Harris. In fact, my very first email to him, my Gmail archive tells me, was dated August 24, 2004 and had the subject line of “RSS feed, please”. I haven’t changed much, have I?
Repugnant.
Abby Care — the listing is alphabetical so it sits at the top — “empowers families to deliver exceptional care”. More specifically, it “trains family members to become paid caregivers for loved ones with disabilities or special needs” and “provides training and community support to deliver better care at lower cost”.
Mysteriously, it also brags about accepting major health insurance providers. Piecing together the fluffy prose on their website and their simple 3-step process [Note: Step 1: Get certified with Abby Care through no-cost training. Step 2: Begin care enrollment (with Abby care support for employment, payroll and administrative coordination… Wait, payroll?) Step 3: Deliver quality care. ] it seems that Abby Care wants to be the Uber of home health aid for people who have a family member in need. The proposition is that, since you are already doing all these things for your loved one, you may as well train to do it even better (great!) but also bill your loved one’s medical insurance for it for the “care” you “deliver” (wait, what?) and let Abby Care take a cut (ick!)
The website is also full of community, whether it’s “family-to-family connection and support”, “navigation of community programs and resources” or a statement that “Abby Care brings families together through shared experiences, practical support, and ongoing connection”. Yes yes, you can make this abomination into a community in the same way you can run dirty tap water through reverse osmosis and add back electrolytes to make it taste like a crisp mountain spring. But only one of those comes free, conditional on 1) it existing and 2) you getting to it; RO is significantly easier to obtain provided you have the electricity to run the machine, money for regularly replacing the remineralization filter, and tolerance for wasting four gallons of water for every one you drink.
Mr. Market has a knack for finding an inherently good thing people do out of altruism, sense of obligation or sheer humanity, then putting a price tag on it, taxing it and adding on a 15% service fee to boot — just look at what happened to Airbnb. The only reason some galaxy-level brain at Sequoia isn’t funding a child care scheme similar to Abby Care is that there is no equivalent in health insurance for the care of children. Otherwise I have no doubt that there would be a platform — it is always a platform — for parents to take care of each other’s progeny in return for some meager returns which the platform owners will garnish, laughing all the way to the Silicon Valley Bank.
The monetization of everyday interactions is not new — it first became salient to me after reading the 2019 book Capitalism, Alone by Branko Milanović, which the Wall Street Journal described as “an implausibly dystopian vision of global capitalism’s future.” I am sure the finance whizzes at the WSJ would not find this entire thing repugnant, but I truly wonder about the prevailing opinion among everyone else.
The 109-year-old (National) Sylvan Theater sits directly across from the Washington Monument on the National Mall. Derelict and seemingly abandoned — the last event was in October 2025 — it may be an even better symbol of America’s semiquincentennial than that monstrosity behind the White House.