Today marks three years since I created this account on Nostr, and I still haven't been banned for my opinions.

Which means that Nostr works.

I'm not the most patient guy in the world, that's obvious, nor am I the nicest or the funniest. In fact, I'm very rude, and I try to be, because people often need a slap in the face to wake them up from the fantasy world they live in. That slap in the face is the uncomfortable truth, and they feel like what they are: stupid.

My teacher was undoubtedly Mircea Popescu. With him, I realized that to be strong, to be a man, and to have balls bigger than El Cid Campeador, you don't need to have Arnold Schwarzenegger's muscles. His truths made me uncomfortable, and I felt stupid, because we are all stupid. If we weren't, the world wouldn't be shit. Get off your pedestal. You're no better than anyone else, just another stupid person like me who keeps this charade we live in going.

Mircea Popescu was conviction made man. His conviction was such that he told the SEC to fuck off without batting an eyelid and destroyed the shitcoiners with his stupid theories just by looking at them. Mircea Popescu was our Chuck Norris.

I highly doubt that Mircea drowned. He was too dangerous for the system. I don't even want to imagine what everything would be like today if he were still alive. He was the light, he was the protector of Bitcoin.

Let's be like Mircea: freedom and freedom of expression.