Tech Bro Quotes

Competing in a 100-pushup challenge in the office This is another example of an activity that can be a way to facilitate group bonding but isn’t necessarily inclusive of people with different levels of physical ability. Especially in startups with a younger median age, team activities can tend to skew toward those enjoyed by a very specific subset of the population. Things like fantasy sports teams; foosball, ping-pong, or pool tables; and fitness challenges can give off a “tech bro” kind of vibe. This isn’t to say that they shouldn’t be allowed, and it might not be possible to find an activity that every single person will love, but it’s important to pay attention to the type and variety of activities and rituals and who they might be unintentionally favoring or excluding.

He looks every part the hot evil San Francisco tech lawyer he is, minus the evil, because Trevor is a teddy bear who just happens to enjoy following the letter of the law of patents

I remember some of these stories from when I lived here as a teenager. Every place has its lore, but Tahoe clings particularly tightly to the time when it was more exclusive, more glamorous; when it was more than just an overpriced weekend ski getaway for San Francisco's tribes of tech bro millionaires. I stare out the win dow at the forest flying past and think that it's nice to be in the mountains, away from the toxic bustle of urban life, the glittering lights that advertise desire. I imagine bringing my mother up here, to recover from her disease. The fresh air might be therapeutic; certainly it would be good for us both to get away from city life. And then I remember that once Lachlan and I leave here, along with Vanessa's money, we'll never be able to come back again.

The programmer community is thick with stereotypes: greybeards (old guys with vast knowledge of arcane programming languages); script kiddies (unskilled hackers causing chaos with off-the-shelf programs) and ninjas, rockstars and cowboys, all three a way of describing mercenary, high-skill individuals brought in to clean up messes and untie the hairiest programming knots, though not necessarily play well with others.

Just as dogs often come to resemble their owners, it seems that programming languages end up reflecting the temperaments and personalities of their creators in some subtle ways,

Their products ultimately reflected their real-life behavior. Instead of making a technology of understanding, we seemed sometimes to be making a technology of the opposite: pure, dehumanizing objectification.

The power these kids wield right now as programmers is individually unprecedented, perhaps even in human history, and they’re getting shoved into the workforce before they’ve had the opportunity to develop into thoughtful, whole citizens,

Still drinking it black like the real macho man you are? Or wait, don’t tell me, you and your tech-bro buddies drink fair trade coffee blended with organic butter.” He narrows his eyes at me. “No, I prefer that coffee made from elephant dung. It’s a delicacy.” “Only you would think drinking shit is a delicacy.

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Je vášnivým kuchařem, rád vaří pro své hosty. A také cyklistou, často se účastní charitativních cyklistických akcí. Je milovníkem klasické hudby a jazzu, rád navštěvuje živá představení a podporuje místní umělce. Zajímá se také o výtvarné umění a divadlo. Je náruživým čtenářem s širokým záběrem zájmů od technologií a sci-fi po historii a filozofii. Čtení považuje za důležitý zdroj inspirace a neustálého vzdělávání. Tím se Jensen Huang vymyká z tradičního kultu „tech bro’s“, který je tak rozšířený mezi šéfy technologických firem v Silicon Valley. Žádné extrémní hobby, které by ho odváděly od hlavního zaměření firmy, jakým holduje Jeff Bezos, Mark Zuckerberg nebo Elon Musk. Žádné sexuální skandály, jako Trevis Kalanick, někdejší šéf Uberu nebo třeba Andy Rubin, zakladatel Androidu, kterého za to Google zbavil vedení Androidu. Žádné milenky, zástupy nemanželských dětí, nadřazené chování. Naopak je Jensen Huang vnímán až jako asketicky žijící člověk - pokud se to dá říct o člověku, který na veřejnosti vystupuje v kožené bundě v ceně kolem 100 000 Kč a jehož majetek se odhaduje na 100 miliard dolarů (stále drží kolem 4 % akcií Nvidia).