Processing

Processing:

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Processing.

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Processing being fired.

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Being let go.

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4 minutes of conversation.

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After dedicating more than 5.5 years of my life.

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Building the firm from scratch.

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Being there from the beginning.

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Given everything I could to do the best I could.

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Had the best year of my career last year.

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My boss agreed.

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And all gone.

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Poof.

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Over a weekend.

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Because a vindictive person decided to have it out for me.

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Decided to take my opinion on my personal website, send it to my bosses and rat on me.

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They then had to make a business decision.

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It’s pretty clear who it’s come from.

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A Jewish person at our largest investor.

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They needed to make an example of me.

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It could’ve threatened the future of the firm.

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They didn’t want to hear me out.

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They didn’t want me to apologize.

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They didn’t want to listen to what I had to say.

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It was just dismissal.

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Gone.

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Crazy man.

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I remember this Denzel speech I saw a few years ago about work.

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He said ‘If you pass away, your job will replace you in a heartbeat.

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They don’t care about you.

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They never have and never will.

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But your family and friends, they’ll miss you the rest of your life.’

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So why do we spend so much time focused on our job?

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Rather than what’s really important.

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Think it’s because you spend so much time on it.

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I did.

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Even when I wasn’t working the last 5.5 years, I was always thinking about it.

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Then over the course of 2 mornings, it all disappeared.

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First, it was you’re on paid leave.

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Second, it’s your done.

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No longer employed.

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Terminated effective immediately.

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For violating the code of conduct.

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A document I hadn’t seen or signed since 2019.

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The crazy thing is this was public for months.

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They’ve known I’ve been a writer for years.

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Since 2021.

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Never had an issue with it.

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Then all of a sudden I write one post they don’t like and that’s it.

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No recourse of action.

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No explanation.

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No chance for me to defend myself.

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Locked out of my email.

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Locked out of my meetings.

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Locked out of everything.

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Email is now bouncing to people telling them I no longer work at Amplitude.

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That it’s all gone.

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All over a weekend.

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Because a Jewish person didn’t like what I said.

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Unbelievable.

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Truly unbelievable.

Trump came out today sitting next to Netanyahu in the White House saying we need to ethnically cleanse Gaza.

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That these people should all leave because it’s hell on earth.

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CREATED BY THE GUY HE’S SITTING NEXT TO.

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Truly the craziest timeline ever.

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Never thought I’d suffer the consequences of speaking out about a genocide.

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But guess that’s the world we live in.

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Free speech doesn’t exist.

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It’s gone.

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We live in 1984.

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Everything you say can and will be used against you.

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Especially if it’s an opinion that’s not popular.

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It’s ok for this person to post about Israel and Syria using chemical weapons on her LinkedIn.

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But I can’t write how Israel is committing a genocide on my personal website, that has nothing to do with my firm, and she ruins my livelihood.

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Literally ruins my ability to earn a living.

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All because I didn’t follow the line.

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Was my post inflammatory?

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Sure it was.

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I write controversial stuff all the time.

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Have been for years.

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And it’s never been an issue.

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But all of a sudden it is now.

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The reason I’m upset is not even that I got fired.

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NGL probably the best thing that will happen to me.

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Will force me to now look to what’s next.

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I will come out stronger from this.

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Way stronger.

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I know it.

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It will happen.

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But it’s the way it was handled.

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The way it was dealt with.

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I built relationships with these people.

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Knew their families.

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Talked to them about life.

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Then they threw it all away in a weekend because someone ratted on me about something I wrote on my personal website.

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These relationships are damaged forever.

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They will suffer.

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Greatly.

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I was too important to that firm.

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Did too much.

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They’ll think they can replace me.

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And they’ll replace parts of me.

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But they cannot replace all of me.

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They will suffer.

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Good.

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Glad they will.

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Good for them.

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Serves them right for what they did.

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Now it’s about protecting myself.

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Thinking about my future.

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Understanding how this affects what I do next.

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That’s what I need to focus on.

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The rest is gone.

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It’s in the past now.

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I’ve reflected on this too.

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I made a mistake.

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Learned that you can write about everything but one issue.

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Doesn’t mean I’ll stop writing about this issue.

Just won’t post it publicly.

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But I WILL NEVER LET ANYONE SILENCE ME.

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EVER.

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It cost me my job.

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It cost me my livelihood.

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It cost me my ability to earn money.

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But it pales in comparison to people being brutally murdered every day.

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Who are being killed just because they are Palestinian.

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My problems don’t compare at all to theirs.

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I’ll figure it out.

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For so many of them, their lives will be hell for a long time.

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It’s already hell on earth.

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Yet they remain hopeful.

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How can I not?

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What excuse do I have?

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Nothing.

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I am going to conquer the world now.

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They’ll see.

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10 years from now.

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Watch.

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Watch what I get done.

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Watch how far I go.

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Now it’s time to go build your thing.

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Go crush it.

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Go fucking show them how bad they screwed up.

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It’s weird because I feel vengeful.

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Yet I don’t.

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Who cares about them now?

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They never truly cared about me.

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So why should I care about them?

Was with the firm for 5.5 years.

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They NEVER wished me happy birthday.

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EVER.

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They never cared.

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I know that now.

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It’s hard to comprehend.

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Hard to understand.

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But it’s true.

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I was a number.

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As important as I was to them, I wasn’t.

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When it came down to it, it was a business decision.

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All good.

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I get it.

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Can’t have a guy who believes a genocide is happening and writes about that on your team.

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Doesn’t look good to your Jewish overlords.

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Crazy man.

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Truly crazy.

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All the shit I was writing about.

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All happening.

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Zionists run the world.

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They are everywhere.

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Controlling your freedom of speech.

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You step out of line.

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And you’ll know about it.

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They’ll ruin you.

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Just like they did to me.

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Only I won’t back down.

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I won’t stop.

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I will come back stronger.

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I will come back better.

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I will come back ready.

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Ready to go.

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Ready to conquer the world.

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On to bigger and better things.

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Let’s fucking go.

Go get it Anish.

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You’re a superstar.

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Always have been.

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This is but a blip in your story.

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Won’t even be thought about at the end of your life.

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Instead it’ll be the catalyst to the next great stage of your life.

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Let’s go.

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These are just some of the thoughts I’ve been processing.

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