2023 — The Year of No Shame

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So far, I’ve been decent.

I remained polite.

I played by the rules and said thank you.

I didn’t shamelessly self-promote on every occasion.

I didn’t print stickers of my portrait, and I didn’t stick said stickers on my neighbors’ doors within a 6.9 miles radius of my home.

I didn’t pretend to listen to what other people had to say, only because I was waiting for my turn to tell them every little detail of my life and my seven kids’ lives.

But we live in a world where the speaker wins after fifteen rounds of voting, movie stars slap each other during the Oscars, and CEOs can make 6,565 more than their median employee.

We live in a world that forces us to promote ourselves to survive.

I wish we had the choice.

I wish we lived in a world that recognizes dedication and craft, a world that would prioritize content over form. But without marketing, we’re nothing. We can’t get anywhere without the help of the Omnipotent Algo. Sad but true.

So, yes, I want the BOOST.

And Tony, the new boss in Medium Town, said it loud and clear in an article skillfully called “Boosting the Boost:”

“Authors who promote their article through social media, through email, to their followers, and on publications are now more likely to get their article picked up for a boost.”

So, be warned.

It’s no more Mister Nice Guy.

I’m going to lie like a skunk.

I DON’T CARE. (anymore)

• I throw inspiration and creativity into the GARBAGE.
• From now on, I’m a fucking king at self-help, self-improvement, and self-service.
• I burp and fart life lessons as only real leaders do.
• Business, culture, bitcoins, you name it, I write it.
• Yes, I will even write about crypto, blockchains, and NFTs. Seriously, I don’t care anymore.

So far, I was too shy, but from now on, I will add links to my articles E V E R Y W H E R E. (yes, these are ten different links)

It’s shameless time, baby.

Do you want to be shameless too?

Join my Top Hat Seminar today, and I will teach you.

I promise you two things:

1. I will never lie to you.
2. At one point, I will ask you for money.

(It’s not for me. It’s for my grandma. She’s old and sick, and she broke her denture last month. Every little help counts. She loves chicken so much, but now she can only eat soup.)

Have no shame, people! Click on all of my links, including this one:

And remember to ALWAYS beg for money: