BotFucker, please help fight these fuckers.
Fartface2000
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Selfish stacker
App updated and my sats are gone, Primal app says to email support, did yesterday, anyone else run into this?
Birthstones went live Block 940,873 #Bitcoin 🍿


Birthstone: Anchoring New Life on the Bitcoin Blockchain
The blockchain remembers beginnings just as well as it remembers endings.

Boomers who require IT support are a liability
My Clawdbot built me the Home assistant dashboards I always wanted in 10 minutes pretty much first shot. Plus I don’t even need the dashboards any more because I can just tells Sven ( that’s his name) to turn on this open up that, etc. So far thats the only thing I’ve given it access to and I created an allowed list of devices. It’s running in a LXC container.
Good morning. I created a AI automated daily newsletter for family and friends that scrapes ESPN and CNBC for the top articles, writes a snarky little recap and creates an image. n8n
In a week where both markets and footballs were up in the air, Miami pulled off a heart-stopping 31-27 victory over Ole Miss in the CFP semifinal, proving that sometimes the best investments are in last-minute scrambles.
Meanwhile, China's attempting its own comeback drive in the property sector, with rumors of support measures coming faster than a Carson Beck quarterback sneak. The difference? Miami actually executed their game plan.
Trump's taking shots at institutional homebuyers in Sun Belt markets like Atlanta and Jacksonville, apparently forgetting that playing monopoly with houses went out of style faster than the wildcat formation.
In a plot twist worthy of a bowl game highlight reel, Washington QB Demond Williams Jr. pulled the ultimate transfer portal fake-out - announcing his departure only to stick around faster than a day trader's buy-sell order.
Stocks are making moves in extended trading hours, with General Motors and Intel showing more direction changes than Ole Miss's offensive strategy. At least Ray Lewis showed up to offer some motivation - though we're pretty sure his pep talks work better for football than for falling property values.
The real MVP might be China's flagship journal Qiushi, desperately trying to quarterback a property market recovery before their March meeting. But unlike Miami's championship hopes, this comeback story's still very much in doubt.
Highlights
Miami clinches CFP semifinal win with 18-second heroics, while China tries to tackle its property crisis
Washington QB pulls the ultimate transfer portal pump-fake
Trump targets institutional homebuyers faster than a blitz package
Ray Lewis delivers postgame wisdom (property developers take note)
Stocks and football teams both proving that fourth quarter performance is everything
Business links
Hopes rise for Chinese property support ahead of key March meeting
Stocks making the biggest moves after hours: General Motors, Intel, Tilray Brands & more
Why Trump is going after institutional homebuyers: They dominate markets like Atlanta, Jacksonville
Stocks making the biggest moves premarket: Lockheed Martin, Northrop Grumman, Gap, Alcoa & more
Sports links
CFP semifinal takeaways: How Miami prevailed in an instant classic
Canes head home in pursuit of title: 'Not finished'
Miami's Lewis encourages Lacy, resilient Rebels
QB Williams runs reverse, stays at Washington
Whether it's Miami's defense or China's housing market, sometimes you just need to stop the collapse


Beef Wellington came great


Saylor is anti-individual and, by extension, anti-Bitcoin.
Bitcoin doesn’t scale as a corporate asset, it resists it.
Its value comes from individuals choosing it precisely because it lives outside traditional finance.
Trying to warehouse coins to recreate banks, derivatives, and securities isn’t adoption.
It’s an attack on Bitcoin’s self-sovereign incentives and eventually price because that’s why most of you own it to begin with. It’s sad to see
#Bitcoin 🍿
Quiz, 21 sats to the first 10-15 people that like this and answer it correctly.
Who was the arrogant fuck who said “We are going to take it all, we are going to take it out of circulation “
Good morning you sons of bitches.
Good morning, cold as a witches tit
Happy Thanksgiving you Sovereign sons of bitches.


Good Morning, let’s not get in bed with Wall Street and stay on our righteous path.
Thank you


I’m considering becoming a plethora of misinformation. What are the pros and cons?
My hope? That anyone who buys Bitcoin with money they didn’t earn gets lit up….individuals, corporations, even sovereigns
Proof of Work was never just a consensus mechanism, it’s the ethos. If I’m in the red stacking sats I worked for, so be it. If you can accumulate Bitcoin without lifting a finger…what did you actually earn?
Bitcoin without sweat is just another shitcoin. Let the opportunists get smoked while i humbly keep accumulating sats with every pay check.
#ProofOfWorkOrBust
#Bitcoin 🍿
Confessions of a MicroStrategy Investor
A letter no one asked for, but everyone should read before handing their Bitcoin dreams to a man in an orange tie.
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Dear Fellow Bag-Holders, Future Therapists, and Anyone Still Pretending This Was “Strategic,”
I write to you today not as a proud MicroStrategy shareholder, but as a man who has stared directly into the mirror and whispered the words:
“Bro… what have you done?”
Look—I’m not embarrassed that I invested in Bitcoin. Magical internet money is fine. It’s pure. It’s incorruptible. It’s literally math wrapped in electricity. Beautiful.
I am, however, deeply embarrassed that I gave a company with salaries, leases, marketing teams, HR reps, and a snack budget my money… so they could buy that same magical internet money at a premium, wrap it in a corporate costume, and then somehow—somehow—turn it into something that trades at a discount.
A discount.
On Bitcoin.
In a Bitcoin bull market.
Amazing. Inspirational, even. If there were an Olympic event for turning alpha into coupons, MicroStrategy would sweep the podium.
Do you know how helpless you feel when your investment thesis boils down to:
“I believe in Bitcoin so much I outsourced it to a business with overhead.”
That’s like loving organic vegetables so much you hire a Fortune 500 company to grow them for you under fluorescent lights, at 4× the cost, while their interns eat half the crop.
And yes, yes, I get it—leverage, strategy, blah blah blah. But when your CEO has to juggle debt payments, stock issuance, Twitter theatrics, and a line item called “orange tie dry-cleaning,” you start to wonder:
Was I investing in Bitcoin… or in the world’s most complicated meme account?
At this point, even my Bitcoin-hating uncle respects me more than my financial advisor does. At least the uncle says he bought gold once because “it was shiny.” My excuse? I thought buying a corporate wrapper around Bitcoin was “efficient.” Efficient at what? Converting sats into operating expenses?
If I wanted discounted Bitcoin, I should’ve just bought Bitcoin.
If I wanted chaos, I could’ve bought a shitcoin.
Instead, I bought a stock that somehow blended both worlds. A schrödinger’s tradfi-wrapped-Bitcoin derivative that lives in a simultaneous state of premium and embarrassment.
So here I stand—an MSTR shareholder.
A man who believed.
A man who delegated.
A man who now understands that true self-sovereignty means never relying on a corporate board to stack for you.
Godspeed to us all.
And please—next board meeting—cut the marketing budget before the coupons.
Sincerely,
A Recovering MicroStrategy Apologist
P.S. If anyone needs me, I’ll be buying the underlying asset directly like a grown adult.
There is a group.
Not a club, not an organization — no meetings, no dues, no merch, no leaders.
No one joins.
No one applies.
No one would ever admit to being in it, even if they were.
Some don’t even know they’re members yet.
Some will never know, and still serve the purpose.
We don’t sell you anything.
There is no mailing list, no Discord, no handshakes.
You can’t buy your way in, and you sure as hell can’t market your way in.
But you might already be part of it.
A quiet order of those who see the world not as it is sold to them,
but as it really is.
Those who understand that truth is verified, not advertised.
That sovereignty isn’t granted, it’s earned.
That money must be chosen, not assigned.
Bitcoin is only seventeen years old —
but this ethos?
This lineage of free thinkers, builders, stewards of self-determination and sound value?
Ancient.
Older than empires.
Older than banks.
Older than kings.
For now, the highest service you can offer this world is to remain unknown.
No badge.
No banner.
No public virtue signal.
You hold quietly.
You build quietly.
You prepare quietly.
Because history rewards those who stay humble in the dawn
and stand tall at noon.
And when the world catches up —
when the noise fades and the signal rings clear —
membership will become obvious without being spoken.
But until then?
We don’t say who we are.
We just are.
The HODLuminati.
Ancient in spirit.
Modern in armor.
Eyes open.
Keys held.
Keeping the future honest,
even if no one knows our names.


Must be tough being a Satoshi trapped on a corporate balance sheet. Watching your friends live free on Lightning while you rot in GAAP prison.
IPO moment sounds plausible but for someone who has been obsessed with Bitcoin since 2017, The narrative has recently done a 180 degree turn.
We went from not your keys not your coins to let someone else buy and hold the Bitcoin so you
can get a steady yield. We went from stacking sats to treasury company’s are an amplified version of Bitcoin.
I don’t think it’s an IPO moment, I think it’s a “we lost the narrative” moment.

