I’m sorry. I can’t feel good while people don’t have easy access to Bitcoin. I won’t hide out here, and pretend that the real world isn’t real.

That doesn’t mean I don’t laugh, have fun, smoke a cigar and make noise…but while I’m enjoying life, in the back of my mind there is a nagging thought that will not go away. Fiat still exists, billions are enslaved by it, and there is something I can do about it.

I won’t quit.

I won’t hide.

I won’t go along.

I won’t fawn over idiots.

I won’t be satisfied until the biggest criminal enterprise the world has ever seen is turned to ashes.

I won’t play your stupid games, run with you, pretend that what you do is meaningful or useful. Go and play with someone else. You’re part of the problem.

Not until every dollar is ashes. Every single dollar.

Actually….I’m not sorry at all.

Except for you!