The rotting hypocrisy of these freedom-merchants makes me vomit. They whine about "property rights" and "sovereignty" while deep-throating the boot of the very empire that invades, sanctions, and loots the world. They sell you a fairy tale of liberty while their tongues are polished on the blood-soaked boots of Washington's gangster regime. Look at them — these parasitic "influencers." When the empire drone-strikes a sovereign border, or orchestrates a coup for resources, or freezes a nation's assets, their precious "property rights" suddenly evaporate into patriotic mush. They are nothing but decorative lapdogs, barking the empire's talking points for scraps from the table they claim to want to overthrow. Bitcoin was forged in the fires of rebellion against these very financial tyrants. It was a digital middle finger to the Federal Reserve, to the weaponized dollar, to the entire colonial banking cartel that has sucked the world dry for centuries. And now? These gutless, soulless whores have turned it into a bootlicking propaganda tool. They justify theft. They apologize for empire. They are traitors to the very code they pretend to worship. They are not just hypocrites. They are collaborators. They are the digital execution squad, polishing the gas chambers of financial enslavement while telling you it's for your own freedom. Fuck their moralizing. Fuck their bootlicking. And fuck every single one of these cowardly parasites who trades liberation for a verified badge and a pat on the head from their imperial masters. They are the sick, rotting proof that even the tools of revolution can be corrupted by the desperate, mindless need to serve the empire. May their fiat souls rot in the hell they helped build.