Me, in a time machine, to Eliezer in 2006: The year is 2026. You stand back to back with Bernie Sanders. Peter Thiel has named you the Antichrist.
EY-2006: Oh no. Did somebody invent pharmacological mind control and use it on me, or-
Me: Nvidia was on the verge of destroying all things. You had no choice.
EY-2006: Are we talking about the computer graphics card manufacturer, or an unrelated supervillian named "Invidia"?
Me: The former. It turned out that computer graphics cards contained a surprising amount of world-destroying potential. All attempts at hindering the reckless exploitation of the Graphic Card Force for corporate profit were stymied by the far left, which feared that any attempts to regulate them might lead to regulatory capture. Other attempts were made to prevent Nvidia from selling to foreign companies that resold to communist China, but those attempts were blocked by the far right. Nvidia is now a $5.5 trillion company.
EY-2006: ...What are politics like in 2026, exactly?
Me: In other news that is mostly unrelated, the decision theory paper you're currently working on will accidentally spark off a transgender vegan murder cult.
EY-2006: A WHAT? Why? How? Why?
Me: Millions know your name as the greatest of heroes, millions more as the greatest of villains, and other millions know you solely as the greatest author of Harry Potter fanfiction.
EY-2006: This is beginning to strain credulity.
Me: The New York Post will probably soon publish a story claiming that you keep a harem of submissive mathematicians. Sadly, they will be lying.
EY-2006: I'm going to stop believing you now.
Me: All of this is taking place under the ominous shadow of Donald Trump.