Don’t read this. Seriously. It contains no seven-step framework. No heroic founder mythology. No polite lies about venture capital, wealth, power, or the people who accumulate all three. It is, unfortunately, a confession. I have spent years working inside venture capital while wondering whether it is possible to participate in the machine without eventually becoming part of the machinery. Some days, I think capital can be directed with conscience. Other days, I think that is exactly the kind of thing a compromised capitalist tells himself. So I started Gonzo Capital. A weekly dispatch about money, power, politics, technology, venture capital, and the increasingly absurd gap between what institutions say and what they actually do. The first essay is live. You have been warned. gonzocapital.net/confessions…