I’ve had a real chip on my shoulder lately and been feeling pissed off about a lot of things (personally and otherwise). And even in that, I thank God every day for bitcoin. Like, fuck the money part, I just am so grateful that there is something they cannot control, they cannot kill, they cannot stop. That even as captured, as played, and as controlled all of the dialog around it is; they cannot have my bitcoin, and they cannot stop me from transacting with whom I choose and they cannot break cryptography from the very functions that are its nature. The crypto sycophant shit is disgusting and vile; and it’s also an essential component of Bitcoin’s development. Nothing provides a better smoke screen for how important bitcoin is than the crypto bros and their active destruction the entire financial system with their debased garbage, outright scams, and criminal conduct. When the smoke clears, and all of that garbage shows itself for just what it is; bitcoin will still be plugging along, block by block, bit by bit. And even more, Bitcoin gives me a reason to have hope. Hope that even with as fucked up as everything is, no one can’t make more bitcoin, no one can stop the network, and no one will control it. That hope is the smallest of light in a world of utter darkness; and yet it is in the darkest of nights that such a light can shine the brightest.