And as imagination bodies forth
The forms of things unknown, the poet’s pen
Turns them to shapes and gives to airy nothing
A local habitation and a name.
– William Shakespeare (A Midsummer Night’s Dream)
This acts as a prelude to what will hopefully be a long series. Written by 4 guys working / worked in 4 startups. 2 have been runaway successes, one is struggling and one is a closed story – flopped. Experiences vary from good to real ugly in startup life, which will form a basis for this blog. Here’s to startup life!
I am no racist, narcissist nor nationalist. I neither subscribe to bureaucracy, meritocracy nor kleptocracy. I am just an avowed communist. For the record, I am a Kenyan techie working in a startup, fairly good relations with our investors, good at what i do and have made lots of mistakes and misjudgments, like any other…
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