Waiting in the TSA line at BNA, wearing my nostr:npub1eequz6v23szzyx9utphsh8kg6kll50wte6sfh4vah8gdjtplcz6qg7at9s Satoshi shirt.
Random Guy: You’re a bitcoin believer?
Me: You could say that. You?
Guy: I think it’s a scam. *chuckle* But a friend bought $300k of Bitcoin Cash a few years ago.
Me: Oh, well, yes. That is a scam.
Guy: He’s done great! He’s way up.
Me: Really? Check the chart.
Guy: Looks it up on his phone. Oh. Wow. *texts his friend*
Me: Have a great flight!
🤯
An intelligent friend had been dying "to talk to me about bitcoin," so we did. I was all prepared, but not for his first question: "*Which* bitcoin should I buy?"
:boggle:
It was an instructive lesson to me about where normies are starting from. They don't start wanting to fix the money; they're trying to not miss out on a wave. It wasn't too hard to parlay his question into a discussion about bitcoin's properties vis-à-vis shitcoins, and why those properties make bitcoin money.
Absolutely re motivation. This guy claimed to understand and appreciate how broken our money is, but seemed utterly resigned.
The devil you know, I guess.
