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J.T. Woodhouse
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Writer.
I hope Trump loves bitcoin a little longer than he loved Stormy Daniels.
The more I ponder our future with AI, the more I come back to this question: Are we human or are we dancer?
Idea: A t-shirt that says “END THE STIGMA” with no context whatsoever.
Folks, we don’t need tweet threads on Nostr. Let the old world die.
Question for my technical friends. If we somehow got a fork enacting covenants on bitcoin, what’s to stop governments from forcing spending restrictions upon all bitcoin purchased on KYC exchanges in the future?
If bitcoin is a religion, it makes sense why we can’t come to an agreement on what it is.
Bitcoin is a mirror. It reflects whatever we seek most and says more about us than itself. For an engineer, it’s the most beautiful system ever created. For someone struggling to find a sense of purpose, it reflects that and more. For the rest of us, it’s money.
Find someone who will defend you like the influencers defend the power law.
At some point, if we bitcoiners like calling out scams so much, we need to have a conversation about bitcoin mining stocks. Holy mother of God do these things light money on fire.
How many people buy bitcoin and never understand the full power of what they own? Imagine holding the philosopher’s stone in your hand and thinking it’s just a rock.
For those who weren’t aware, Pearl Jam is still putting out bangers.
PSA: Despite popular theories, I am not, in fact, Dick Greaser of the Bitcoin Bugle. The bear market didn’t break me that badly. But it came close.
“I’m a Bitcoin Core contributor.” “Oh, so you’re a developer?” “No, I run a node and I share my feelings with them.”
Somewhere right now, a man is waking up from a coma. He sits up excited in his hospital bed and hugs his wife and kids. His wife gives him his phone to reach out to everyone he knows. He scrolls for a bit and cries out with the same knowledge we all have: "What the fuck is X?"
Let’s be real, y’all. Maslow got it wrong and everyone knows it deep down. All we really need is food, shelter, and a new phone to scroll.