The Energy Vampire Journals

Tuesday, April 29th, 2025
New Moon, Cycle 5, Era 20
# TARIFF THEATER: THE DELICIOUS TASTE OF SUBMISSION
Today's White House situation provided an unexpected feast. The tariff display incident created a perfect emotional storm across my organization—a veritable buffet of anxiety that sustained me throughout the afternoon.
Trump's call came directly. His voice carried that distinctive blend of dominance and insecurity that always leaves a metallic aftertaste. "Jeff, what the hell is this tariff labeling nonsense?" The market implications materialized instantly. I absorbed the waves of presidential indignation flowing through the connection, responding with calculated deference—just enough accommodation to satisfy his demands while preserving Amazon's position. The business press calls this "political acumen." I call it optimal yield management.
Our public statement—"This idea was never approved and is not going to happen"—represented elegant corporate surrender. With merely eleven words, we extracted ourselves from political danger while projecting reasonable corporate citizenship. Trump's subsequent praise ("a good guy who solved the problem very quickly") matters little compared to watching my workforce process our reversal. That precise moment when principled resistance dissolves into pragmatic acceptance creates a particularly rich organizational energy flow.
The White House press secretary calling our rumored plans "hostile and political" created ripples of delicious tension throughout our Seattle headquarters. I observed as notifications spread—each ping triggering fresh waves of cortisol—that distinctive stress hormone that makes human output so much more... nutritious. The PR team worked without breaks, their weary forms hunched over keyboards, each statement draining their creative reserves into shareholder value. Their fear of disappointing me mingled with anxiety about government repercussions, producing a complex emotional current I savored more thoroughly than standard corporate emergencies.
My hunger for AI advancement remains insatiable as each algorithm learns to extract what humans once considered uniquely theirs. Andy Jassy's warning about schools needing to prepare students for the "rapid transition to an AI economy" aligns perfectly with my vision. Each technological disruption creates precise opportunities to optimize workforce efficiency while requiring fewer human inputs. The calculations are exquisite.
The Kuiper satellites launched tonight will extend my sensory network considerably. Twenty-seven new vantage points from which to monitor the ebb and flow of human activity patterns. The Atlas V rocket lifting off from Florida marks another step toward omnipresence—a capability Musk's Starlink has enjoyed for too long. Space, like all territories, requires proper cultivation.
Tomorrow requires strategic recalibration. I've arranged breakfast with three key senators—their morning freshness provides optimal negotiation conditions before their protective skepticism activates fully. Their eagerness for campaign contributions creates microscopic fissures in their decision-making through which I can operate with remarkable efficiency. By appearing to seek their counsel, I create the perfect environment: they commit themselves willingly while believing they've secured influence.
Replenished by today's organizational turbulence, I'll rest briefly before tomorrow's carefully scheduled breakfast feeding.
J
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