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If you feel anxious about the Russia-Ukraine incident escalating in WWIII and wiping out humanity, watch some shitty content/commentary about that situation on social media and it'll make you embrace the possibility of humanity ending with open arms.

 
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Speaking of terrible content, Georgia Basketball in 2022 is 6-24 with a 1-16 conference record (Fuck Alabama HA!).

To top off the shitty content on the court, our social media team decided to drop this graphic to flex on Twitter:

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What a FLEX!!!!!
 
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This thread could be alternatively named "Pat Forde's CV"

Coach K’s Staggering Send-Off Strengthens the Best Rivalry in Sports
Duke couldn’t compartmentalize the pomp and circumstance of Mike Krzyzewski’s final home game, and North Carolina took advantage in a thrilling farewell to this era of the Tobacco Road rivalry.
PAT FORDE
https://www.si.com/college/2022/03/06/coach-k-final-home-game-strengthens-best-rivalry-in-sports
DURHAM, N.C. — Mike Krzyzewski said it himself on Thursday: “In sport, you never know what’s going to happen—so the spontaneity of emotion and performance, it’s one of the great things about sport. It really is reality TV, and reality TV is not reality TV. Sport is, and that’s the beauty of it.”

That’s the beauty of it, and that’s the wreckage of it, too. Storylines get ruined. You want to ensure a happy ending? Go to the movies. Go to a sporting event and you take your chances. The spontaneity of emotion and performance can send things flying off in any direction.

Sport can script a perfect end scene for a team and a man, but there is another team involved and that team might not go along with the script. That other team might tear the thing up and author its own ending. The other team might rise up in a sweltering cauldron of emotion and show no reverence for the legend who is coaching his last game in one of the cathedrals of the sport. The other team might remind everyone that they represent a pretty good program, too, with decades of tradition, and might let it be known that they didn’t come to town to serve as ceremonial cannon fodder.

That’s how you get a shocker like North Carolina 94, Duke 81, in Mike Krzyzewski’s final game in Cameron Indoor Stadium after 42 years as coach. A celebratory 48 hours was building toward a crescendo Saturday night, and instead the curtain came down to the sound of a few howling Tar Heels fans amid an otherwise despairing silence.

As defeat became inevitable, Krzyzewski spent the final minute of his Cameron career in silence. He stood with his hands behind his back, then folded his arms across his chest, shifting his weight from side to side. Finally he sat down, said something briefly to assistant Chris Carrawell, then clasped his hands on his right knee and watched it end. The last shot a K-coached team took in this arena was an errant three-pointer by Paolo Banchero, and then it was time to shake hands and walk off Coach K Court with a slight limp and pursed lips.

The Tar Heels have won bigger games—they own six national titles—but not many more satisfying. This is Carolina’s biggest of their 141 victories in the history of this rivalry—and the fact that a team that has looked very bad for much of this season could do this is the ultimate stamp of the rivalry as the best in all of sport. Great rivalries produce great upsets, and this is one for the ages.

It is absolutely a validating victory for first-year coach Hubert Davis, whose team vaulted from the NCAA tournament bubble to safely in the bracket in 40 stunning minutes. And it is a sufficiently dispiriting defeat for Duke that it left Krzyzewski opening a suddenly awkward postgame ceremony by apologizing to the 9,300-plus fans who wedged into the old building.


“I’m sorry about this afternoon,” K said in a raspy voice, and the fans started to audibly disagree before he cut them off. “Please, everyone, be quiet. Today was unacceptable, but the season has been very acceptable. And I’ll tell you, this season isn’t over, all right?”

They cheered at that reminder, and the honoring of K could proceed on a lighter and happier note. Not that the Duke players seemed to be consoled at all. They filed back onto the court for the postgame ceremony, sat down on the visiting bench Carolina had just ecstatically vacated, and stared blankly into the distance or at the floor as a tribute video played on the overhead scoreboard. The Blue Devils looked like they could scarcely contain their own self-loathing, having ruined the Party of the Century.

Fortunately for them, their coach has 75 years of wisdom and perspective. He could be bitterly disappointed in the outcome, but capable of tucking that emotion in his back pocket long enough to appreciate the outpouring of support from the fans and from his former players, nearly 100 of which attended the game and formed a tunnel for him to walk through to center court.

The number of all-time greats in attendance was staggering, a human wall of Duke tradition. The sight of them all, plus his 10 grandchildren, moved Krzyzewski to tears before the game, as the totality of the tribute came home.


“It has been emotional,” K said. “Before the game you’re getting a little teary-eyed, then, ‘Whoa, I can’t do that.’ Then you come out for the game and start crying. … It’s good to be emotional, especially at good things. If you’re crying because of joy, you’re a pretty lucky person.”

All that said, Krzyzewski acknowledged that he’s relieved this milestone event is over. It had been circled on the calendar for nearly a year, but that doesn’t mean the moment could be easily contained. The closer it got, the bigger it became. The basketball game became secondary, to a damaging degree for Duke.

“It means a lot,” K said. “All this stuff means a lot. And the clock’s ticking. You know there’s an ending. Cameron has been a very special place to me, and I’m disappointed I wasn’t able to honor it today like it deserves.”

As it turned out, even one of the most focused coaches in history couldn’t compartmentalize everything that surrounded this game. After locking up the Atlantic Coast Conference regular-season title—Duke’s first outright since 2006—the focus on that and on Krzyzewski became its own phenomenon. “It was a celebration of me,” he said. “I don’t like that.”


Ticket prices skyrocketed. Visitors who didn’t have tickets showed up anyway. ESPN descended upon campus with an army of staff. The undergrad Krzyzewskiville tents were down before then and tickets distributed, but the grad students pitched tents all the way around the concourse at Wallace Wade Stadium, Duke’s football venue.

There was a festival atmosphere on campus Thursday and Friday, as Duke hit spring break. With classes over, students lugged all manner of alcohol to their tents and partied in anticipation of Saturday.

One of the grad student line monitors was 62-year-old Nhan Vo, who works as an IT consultant at Duke. He was a Vietnamese refugee who left his home country in 1979. He said he walked through the Cambodian jungle for 13 days with no possessions to get to Thailand, then asked the Catholic Church for help being relocated to America. He landed in Oklahoma, then wound up at Duke.

With his ponytail tucked beneath a Duke hat, he’ll talk for as long as anyone will listen about the basketball program. He’s been around it for decades and swears that he’s learned which plays Krzyzewski is calling by his hand gestures. “I know who is going to screen, who is going to cut, who is going to dunk,” Nhan said.


He’s attended national championship games. His daughter went to school at Duke and became a Cameron Crazie. But despite all the investment, the idea of being sad that Coach K is retiring is a foreign one to Nhan.

“What the hell do you want from a person?” He asked. “Let him enjoy what he can do. He might do something even better next.”

While Nhan and the Duke students prepared for a celebration, the Tar Heels were preparing for a basketball game. This was by far their best performance of the season, and the Blue Devils weren’t able to match their intensity and execution. Duke took leads in each half but couldn’t sustain them, and Carolina’s run in the final 5 1/2 minutes was 21–10.

“We’ve been in a penthouse the last few days, with room service and people saying nice things,” Krzyzewski said. “We didn’t play hungry. … It’s tough to find somebody who is hungry all the time. There are only so many Kobe Bryants in the world. You can’t always beat human nature.”

Krzyzewski blamed himself for putting his team through just one hard practice leading up to the game instead of two. “That’s a leadership choice,” he said.


The next leadership choice is moving forward to the time when Krzyzewski has often been at his best: tournament basketball. Duke will have the No. 1 seed for the ACC tourney, and likely will be no worse than a No. 2 seed in the NCAA tournament that will follow.

The focus now can be solely on trying to win every remaining game. Krzyzewski has a maximum of nine remaining in his career, and even with this loss he has a team that could extend this season all the way to the final game.

“We’ve got a chance,” he said. “We’ve got a chance next week and we’ll have a chance the following week. When it’s done, I’ll walk away and say we did a good job.”
 
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Got Burnout? This Tech CEO Thinks You Should Try Rapping

Heather R Morgan

Former Contributor

https://www.forbes.com/sites/heathe...burnout-tech-ceo-try-rapping/?sh=3794ea221231
I was probably the last person anyone expected to start rapping.

I had a speech impediment as a kid, and I had to go to speech therapy throughout junior high. In school, kids would constantly make fun of me for my voice. To make things worse, I also got braces at age twelve and had to wear them until college. My teeth were so unusually screwed up that I’m probably a case study in several medical textbooks.


My entire life, I’ve been self-conscious of my voice.

That insecurity prevented me from doing a lot of things I was passionate and curious about when I was younger, from film and comedy to leadership opportunities.

But luckily, I was too weird and broke too many rules to have a normal job, so I decided to be an entrepreneur and start my own company when I was 23.

Forced out of my comfort zone
Being an entrepreneur forced me to do a lot of things I felt uncomfortable with. As the only founder of bootstrapped company SalesFolk, I did all my own sales and marketing in the early days. I had no problem writing persuasive web copy, email campaigns, or blog posts, since I’ve always been a natural writer. But as someone who has always been introverted and awkward, doing sales was intimidating and emotionally exhausting.

Then I got good at selling--so good that I could close a five-figure deal with just an email and a twenty-minute call.

I also procrastinated doing webinars and online events because I hated my voice so much, and hearing the recording of it made me cringe. Opportunities came up that I couldn’t pass by, and I forced myself to do webinars. I still didn’t like the way my voice sounded, but I got comfortable faster than I expected. It helped that billion dollar companies like InsideSales.com and Hubspot were telling me my webinars were some of their top performing content.

Many people said I should make an online course for cold email and sales prospecting, but I drug my feet. I knew I had pioneered many of the best practices and created the industry’s top-performing templates, but due to my insecurity, I left millions of dollars on the table.

I finally created the course, and it was quite successful and lucrative, but without my friends and employees constantly nagging me to do it, it wouldn’t have happened

But then came 2018, one of the best and worst years of my life.

The month when it all fell apart
2018 started out pretty strong. I was getting ready to roll out the enterprise software I had been toiling over for almost a year, and wrapping up a book proposal that I thought could be a New York Times Bestseller.

And then, suddenly, everything started to fall apart during a business trip to Asia.

Within a few weeks, I had legal threats, learned that dishonest employees that were fudging numbers, and people I once deeply respected were trying to bully and shame me into removing content I had published that I firmly believed the public needed to see.

Things really sucked. And then, to make matters worse, both my parents found out they had different kinds of cancer within about a week from each other. My life was a mess, and I also felt like an asshole for not spending more time with family and other loved ones.

That’s about when burnout hit me like a sack of bricks.

I think I’d been teetering on the edge of burnout for at least a year; maybe longer. I ignored all the warning signs, and pushed myself to the point that looking at a screen made me so nauseous that acid would come up into my mouth.

I was a total mess for months. I had to take some serious time off and do some soul-searching to get better again.

What do you do when you suddenly have time again?
It’s really strange to suddenly have free time after beasting nonstop for years. I really didn’t know what to do with myself when I wasn’t working.

It was about this time that I discovered rapping.

As a teenager, I knew every single line to hundreds of rap albums, but as a blonde girl with a soft, high-pitched voice, I never thought rapping was even remotely possible for me.

I’d ghostwritten some songs and comedy sketches for friends over the years, but a whole new world of possibility opened when I heard Yolandi Visser rapping. Yolandi, female singer of the South African rap group, Die Antwoord, also has a fairly high-pitched voice, which she completely owns and makes work for her.

I didn’t immediately decide that I wanted to try rapping, but I was definitely inspired by female artists like Yolandi, Awkwafina, and Tierra Whack, who seemed to break the mold and “own their weirdness.” And I wanted to do that too.

I desperately wanted a chance to get to express myself authentically and creatively, without all the constraints of the corporate business world.

How rap saved me, and helped me discover my alter ego, Razzlekhan
I had this crazy idea for a song that I just had to make. The song came to me at 9:00am on a Tuesday, completely sober, and I wrote the whole thing in about thirty minutes.

On the surface, it’s an absurdist stoner story, similar to the likes of Harold & Kumar Go To White Castle, but underneath is an allegory of Silicon Valley, chock-full of symbolism.

I had no clue how to create a rap song, though.

Because I had no musical abilities, I decided to find a producer to make a beat for me. My friend recommended searching on SoundBetter, where I found my producer, Keyzus. He went above and beyond to help me improve my rhythm and flow, and we bonded over both having synesthesia.

Now I have seven rap songs, and counting, under my rap persona, Razzlekhan.

I’m definitely not trying to win a Grammy for my voice, but I am addicted to rap. I know I still have lots of room to improve, but that’s what I like about it, and I intend to keep rapping into my eighties, in between building new software.

My advice for discovering your own passion:
1. Look for interests and passions that you had when you were younger for inspiration, since they often are close to your core self.

2. Decide if you want that activity to be social, solitary, or a combination of both.

(Are you introverted or extroverted? Maybe you need a more introverted activity to give yourself time to reflect and recharge, or perhaps you need something more social to connect with others?)

3. Try to find something that takes you out of your comfort zone that challenges you.

(You’ll probably find that you can do a lot more than you thought possible. It’s a real confidence boost when you master something you previously sucked at.)



 
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