Naval Ravikant

Besides cartooning, philosophizing, and teaching, Scott rose to the occasion and displayed the one virtue that cannot be faked, courage.

Scott had the courage to speak honestly as he saw it about Trump, about his nation, and about his time, even though it cost him friends, audience, money, and his ticket into polite society.

Scott had true courage, the kind that makes you unpopular, the kind that is always and everywhere in short supply.

At the end, as any hacker of reality, Scott covered all of his bases.

He left as a Buddhist, a Christian, and a player in the simulation.

Scott, I and we did not get enough time with you, but you were a mentor and a marvel.

You were useful and you were courageous.

You were incompressible and indivisible, one of a kind and generous with your drawing, your writing, and your speaking.

Unlike your squealing critics and the chattering of classes, you will be read generations from now.

On this earth, there are many long lived hells, but no lasting heavens.

Each heaven must be created and nurtured ex nihilo, from mind and from mud.

Scott, you created a small heaven for us all, and to a larger heaven you go.

A man finds to his astonishment that he no longer exists.

He asked why?

What was it for?

How will this new reality work?

When the rest of us get there, we'll find Scott, ever useful, ready to explain, having figured it all out.

Thank you, Scott.

God bless you.