Me, every time I check the mempool lately:

My mom is visiting, and she was on a video call with her siblings earlier today. The subject of the possibility of the dollar's collapse came up, and my mom was like, "Hey, let me get my son on this call. He knows a lot about this subject." She called me over, and I sat next to her on the call with some of my aunts and uncles. I answered their questions (one of my aunts is understandably concerned for the dollars she has in a savings account), and gave them my opinions. At first, they didn't know the difference between a CBDC, Bitcoin, and crypto. I cleared that up for them, and explained all the benefits of #Bitcoin, but they immediately began saying that they were going to buy all the gold and silver they could. Everything I tried to say after that fell in deaf ears. It felt like I was on the Titanic, explaining the difference between the iceberg, paper boats, and actual life boats. And despite all that, the people I was speaking to decided to start looking for broken doors they could float on, when there were still plenty of available seats on the lifeboats. My mom said that she's too "old fashioned" to feel comfortable with Bitcoin yet, but that she's still learning more from me all the time. But her siblings still have a 𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜 way to go. 😞

Unschooling is the natural way that adults learn every day. If we want to prepare our children for adulthood, why would we willingly choose to have them learn any other way?

Unpopular opinion: Fiat currency, both in ancient times and today, is the Mark of the Beast mentioned in the Revelation of the Apostle John. Spiritual Babylon, which is also talked about in John's Revelation, is the overall fiat system, a kingdom built on lies and coercion, and reliant on high time preference. "Babylon is fallen, is fallen, that great city, because she made all nations drink of the wine of the wrath of her fornication." -Revelation 14:8 "Ye elders of Israel, come join now with me And seek out the righteous, where’er they may be— In desert, on mountain, on land, or on sea— And bring them to Zion, the pure and the free. O Babylon, O Babylon, we bid thee farewell; We’re going to the mountains of Ephraim to dwell. The harvest is great, and the lab’rers are few; But if we’re united, we all things can do. We’ll gather the wheat from the midst of the tares And bring them from bondage, from sorrows and snares. O Babylon, O Babylon, we bid thee farewell; We’re going to the mountains of Ephraim to dwell. We’ll go to the poor, like our Captain of old, And visit the weary, the hungry, and cold; We’ll cheer up their hearts with the news that He bore And point them to Zion and life evermore. O Babylon, O Babylon, we bid thee farewell; We’re going to the mountains of Ephraim to dwell." -Cyrus H. Wheelock

This is amazing! I especially liked the part starting around 11 and a half minutes in, when Guy explains that the government printing 6 trillion dollars is roughly equivalent to deleting all the lives, labors, and choices of 3 million people. Imagine if that many people were literally Thanos-snapped out of existence. The outrage would be everywhere. But because it's hidden by the money printer, no one says a thing (except Bitcoiners, of course).

"We will not retreat, though our numbers may be few When compared with the opposite host in view; But an unseen pow’r will aid me and you In the glorious cause of truth. Fear not, though the enemy deride; Courage, for the Lord is on our side. We will heed not what the wicked may say, But the Lord alone we will obey." -Evan Stephens

Our congregation in church just now: "Onward, Christian soldiers! Marching as to war, With the cross of Jesus Going on before." My wife, whispering to me after the song: "I kept wanting to sing 'With the cross of freedom'. They're basically synonyms, so that's probably why."

My 16-year-old son: "You know your program is broken when you're not measuring it in frames per second, but in seconds per frame." Me: "You know your government currency is broken when you're not measuring it in dollars per bitcoin, but in sats per dollar."

I didn't go to Bitcoin 2023, and I have mixed feelings about that. On one hand, I heard that the 💩coinery was even worse this year. On the other hand, I know I would have seen many of my favorite Bitcoiners there if I had gone. But what trumps all of that is the fact that I got to spend the week with my family on Tybee Island, near Savannah Georgia. Chances to have such experiences with one's own children only come once, and then they're gone forever. So, while I would love to have gone to Miami, I don't wish that I had been there instead. I'm sure the conference was fun, even with the crapto influencers, but I know I was exactly where I needed to be. Maybe I'll see y'all in Nashville, next year. 😏