The people of Manchester break lockdown to join the global Black Lives Matter protests.

In 2013, political scientist Erica Chenoweth proposed the 3.5% rule, which argued that according to historical data from 1900 to 2006, whenever nonviolent protests against an authoritarian regime reached the tipping point of 3.5% of a country’s population, that government was almost always certain to fall. There was something about that number that created a tipping point that would go on to engulf the entire country and eventually cause regime change.

This portrait was taken on October 20, 2018 in the historic centre of Prague. A few years ago I rediscovered my passion for faces telling some story. I collect these portraits on the streets while waiting for the right moment. In an affort to make intimate portraits of beggars and homeless people I’m talking with them to capture the real emotion in them. They have lot of stories to tell. Those are stories where I usually lern something new. I especially look at their eyes, feel empathy and sometimes give them money. I let them tell their stories through pictures.

I had an almost immediate aversion to AI, right from the start. It wasn’t even rational at first; just a gut-level revulsion I couldn’t quite explain. Before I even understood its functional limitations, its unethical origins, and its insatiable energy needs, I instinctively knew it was wrong. First and foremost was the fact that it had been “trained” on the work of others, artists and writers like myself, without their consent or compensation, making it theft on a scale so grand we could barely comprehend it. 

“I’m not political.” This is something you often hear people say these days. If asked, they will admit that they don’t regularly watch the news or read the paper. They’re not closely following policy debates or the inner workings of government. They don’t follow media elites, read in-depth articles, or listen to podcasts on subjects considered political. Most people are simply not paying that close attention.

Groucho Marx famously said that he refused to join any club that would have him as a member, which is altogether funny, telling, and true. How many of us feel this way about a great many things? Desiring only the things we can’t have, and entirely uninterested in the things within our grasp. If we can achieve it, how good could it really be? If we were accepted, how low must the threshold have been?

No one ever accused John Wayne of being an intellectual. From Daniel Boone and Wyatt Earp to Huey Long and George Wallace, there has always been a strong populist strain woven throughout our national mythology. Forget for a moment that any list of great Americans, from Abraham Lincoln and Martin Luther King, Jr to Franklin Delano Roosevelt and Frederick Douglass, contained a multitude of brilliant intellectuals. 

Inflation is a bitch. I think it might have been Adams who said that, or maybe it was Madison. I get them confused. One of the ones worried about giving too much power to the little people. It’s a crisis foretold from the very beginning, unfolding in real time before our very eyes. One day you’re a well-respected oligarch, with so many judges and politicians in your pocket that your friends call you Corleone, and the next, you’re being outbid by oil-rich foreign governments, multinational organized crime syndicates, and adolescent tech bros. What’s a humble plutocrat to do?

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I’m a big believer that most ideas, even the good ones, don’t have a lot of value if you’re not willing to work on them. A lot of people think a good idea has some inherent value, some worth as a concept itself, but it does not. You cannot sell someone an idea for a movie without having to first write or make the actual movie. It’s always about the execution, never the inspiration. Ideas are a dime a dozen.