QUANTITERATE — The Platform

I'm about to turn sixty-four, and I'm still working at the edge of what I know.

I've made my own way since childhood. No degree, no permission, no patience for being told what I can't learn. Mathematics, software, music, fiction: I take on whatever a problem demands and stay with it until it gives.

Decades in markets, including a two-billion-dollar gold book at Goldman Sachs, taught me one lesson early: being wrong has a price, and it is collected at once. Mathematics has no such mechanism. An independent researcher can be wrong for years and never hear it. So I built one.

Quantiterate houses it: fourteen live properties run by an ensemble of AI collaborators. Claude, Claude Code, and Codex hold distinct mandates, and none adjudicates its own output. At its center is MathLab's War Room, where a manuscript faces blind panels of AI referees, unaware of one another, charged only with finding the fault line.

My principal research concerns the Riemann Hypothesis. I claim no proof. I assemble the case in the open: rigorous certificates, stress tests at the most adversarial zeros, and a provenance ledger that preserves every failed campaign. When computation falsified my original approach, I rebuilt on firmer foundations. An honestly recorded failure is worth more than a success no one can audit.

The same method travels. A market classification I refined for three decades turned out to be what academia calls regime switching; I got there by a different road. The Signal Carries Everything, a nine-paper program, applies Shannon's channel capacity to questions in physics, neuroscience, and encoded historical systems. Tangled traces the water-pinned hotspot that drives tau aggregation in Alzheimer's. My framework for AI control borrows the safeguards that keep powerful market actors honest.

Seven books, among them Unleashed: Book One, a thriller co-authored with Claude that resolves in genuine mathematics.

Beyond the page: bandleader, singer, guitarist, pianist. Twenty-five years of mixed martial arts, trained in Brazil. Mountain trails, open water, baseball, the night sky, and good chocolate. Father of two.

The Millennium Problems are open to anyone willing to be wrong in public for as long as it takes. I am.

Beneath all of it is faith that the order I keep finding was put there to be found, and love for the people who have walked this road with me. No ledger records those, and nothing I build matters more.

If you work at the frontier of a hard problem, I'd welcome the conversation.