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In the 1970s, a group of amateurs at a place called the Homebrew Computer Club—teachers, students, hobbyists—began tinkering with circuits in their garages. The professionals at IBM said they were wasting time. These amateurs built the first personal computer. They weren't efficient. They weren't certified. They were in love.

The professional fears failure because failure costs money. The amateur embraces failure because failure is data—a strange, beautiful bruise on the journey of love. Amateur

The professionals will never understand you. In the 1970s, a group of amateurs at

The first group played perfectly. Mechanically. Soullessly. Their music was a corpse, beautifully embalmed. In the 1970s

Go be an amateur. Go fail gloriously. Go love something so purely that you forget to ask if you're allowed.