I have been trying to understand normies mindsets. My neighbour in Ventnor was about to loose his home. He was a tenant and the landlord had to sell the place to pay for his mother’s care.

My neighbour was a former fireman and had also owned a kitchen fitting company, but a serious accident at work during a fire had left him unable to work any physical job. His marriage had broken up, so he found himself renting the home next to mine, funded, in most part, by the government.

I had a lightning bolt of philanthropy and so decided to buy the place and give my neighbour a secure home for life. I also spent a lot of time explaining Bitcoin, hoping that it would help him generate a secure future for him and his adult daughter.

About a year ago, his Father died and he discovered nearly £5K of cash in his safe. This was great, as I believed it would give him one or two years of additional financial support and allow him to invest some, even if it was in more traditional investments. I tried not to preach too heavily about Bitcoin for fear of being thought a scam.

To my dismay, the next time I visited him, I sat in his living room in my very best Primark jeans and t-shirt while he showed me his brand new designer coat and sunglasses and describing the 5 star slap up dinner he had paid for his friends to have at the local posh hotel.

In short, within 3 months, he had spent the lot on flash clothes and fancy dinners. A couple of months later, he would be asking me for a loan.

I am re-thinking philanthropy. I am trying to understand the world I don’t inhabit.