Yea. People just need to vote harder.

When I was 18, I was severely depressed. With good reason. I’d fucked up high school. Drugs and drinking had a hold on me. My grades were shit. My friends were addicts. My mother, a schizophrenic, was having a serious year-long episode. She was institutionalized. Wrapped her car around a telephone pole. Almost died. The cops were at our house a lot. My father was dead inside. Burnt out, and numb. Numb. There was severe emotional neglect and chaos throughout my childhood. I had no hope for the future. Completely lost, purposeless, and drifting. Purposeless. Drifting. I wasn’t fully suicidal. Like there weren’t any plans in place, but I thought about it a lot. A voice in the back of my mind told me there had to be a way out. I know now that it was god speaking to me.

I listened to that voice. I stopped doing drugs. I drank less. I began to hike every day in the mountains by myself. The sun, the air, the solitude. I loaded up an old iPod. I listened to the Beatles, a lot of classical music, and audiobooks. I didn’t hang out with my friends anymore. I just hiked every day by myself. I got a shitty fast-food job. I used to stay late to clean and just think about my life. I enjoyed the structure. Soon, they made me the assistant manager. I was the only one who was dependable, I guess. I went to community college. I actually applied myself for the first time ever. I got straight A’s. I hooked up with a lot of girls, that was helpful for my mood and self-esteem. I used my grades to get into a good college. I wanted to get across the country. To get away from it all. I went to Chicago.

College was fun. There were lots of girls, lots of parties. I was in film school and actually interested in what I was learning. Everything was amazing. My family is from rural Illinois. I used to visit my grandfather on the weekends sometimes. He was one of my favorite people. In the winter, he got sick. We found out he had leukemia. I got depressed again. I stopped going to college. I spent a lot of time out in the country. It felt more important to be with him as he died. I was there when he passed.

I came home for the summer. The great financial crisis was going on. My friend got one of those Obama new home buyer loans, so we spent the summer having parties and playing beer pong in his garage. One night, the girl I was going to marry walked in. I knew it right away. I didn’t feel like going back to Chicago. So I stayed and went to state school. I started dating the girl that would one day become my wife. I still was partying too much. Binge drinking. I couldn’t escape the feeling I was wasting my potential. Fucked around and did DMT one day. Blast off. Full-on cosmic panic attack. The overarching message: “Your time here on Earth is temporary. So get to work.”

Fuck, okay. So I got serious about my life… again, and I changed everything… again. I had been lazy and unmotivated. I began to focus intently on my craft. I attended every lecture. I made connections. I worked on everyone’s sets. I won the school film festival. I started a production company with a friend while still in school. It took off. We were making good money. We dropped out and did the business full time. I asked the girl to marry me. She said yes.

I found Bitcoin. I took all the profits from the business and put it into Bitcoin. I convinced my fiancé to put her salary into Bitcoin too. We were frugal to the point of being weirdos. We bought a little condo, and we got married. Bitcoin went up like crazy. We had a kid. Bitcoin went down like crazy. My father got sick. We took care of him when he died. I assumed responsibility for my mother. We had another kid. My wife’s parents got divorced, and my mother-in-law was left penniless. I assumed responsibility for her as well. My mother had another multi-year schizophrenic episode. Cops, hospitals, chaos. Then she got cancer. We had another kid. After a short battle with cancer, my mother died.

Then Bitcoin crashed 80% again. We had our fourth kid. For the first time in a long time, nothing happened. It was quiet. Bitcoin steadily rose. I spent time with the kids. There was no chaos. Just peace.

When Bitcoin hit 100k. I took a look around at my loving wife, our warm home decorated for Christmas, my four beautiful children, and I felt that it had all been worth it.

Whatever you’re going through…

Keep going.

The real protest isn't in the streets.

You see the underlying issue with Donald Trump vs Gavin Newsom, is that both sides are motivated to act bad, to get more power.

Trump is motivated to be as egregious with deportations as he can, because he's literally seizing the authority to not obey courts.

And Newsom is motivated to be as egregious with illegal rioters as he can be, because that's his voting base, and he's getting media coverage for the protests.

The worse Trump acts, the worse Newsom can act in response. What's the solution? Opt out. Adopt freedom tech, and create a parallel economy, legal, and social grid among the REAL dissenters.

Wine sulfite removal drops are everywhere, They promise to eliminate headaches and hangovers with a few drops.

But do they actually work?

These products contain food-grade hydrogen peroxide that chemically converts sulfites into sulfates through oxidation. UC Davis research shows a quarter teaspoon of 3% hydrogen peroxide can neutralize free sulfites in a typical wine bottle.

So yes, they do legitimately reduce sulfites by 30-50% through legitimate.

Only about 1% of people have genuine sulfite sensitivity, mostly those with asthma. For everyone else, hangovers come from alcohol dehydration, acetaldehyde buildup, histamines, tannins, or one of the 72 other additives allowed in American wine.

Outside of the Placebo Effect, the "hangover be gone" claim is misleading marketing for 99% of wine drinkers.

I don't think you need to be paying premium prices for stabilized hydrogen peroxide to solve a problem you probably don't have.

Better hangover prevention: drink water, eat food, moderate alcohol intake and drink Low Intervention Wine.

The thing about living in LA is that everyone is always worrying about you. Everyday, there’s something new here.

We’re okay 🫂

Not like this

Lot of typing to say "I'm too dumb to notice climate change, even now, 55 years after the UNIX epoch"

“You're all a bunch of socialists.”

Ludwig von Mises

“People complain about inflation, yet enthusiastically support policies that can only be carried out through inflation.”

— Ludwig von Mises

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-THE BITCOIN ISLAND LIFE-

The Sart Canal Bridge in Belgium is an impressive feat of engineering that seems to defy the laws of logic. Completed in 2002, this gigantic aqueduct allows ships to sail through the air, crossing roads and landscapes without interruption.

At 498 meters long, 46 meters wide and 5.5 meters deep, this structure connects the Canal du Centre between the Meuse and Scheldt rivers. In addition to its functionality, the bridge is a visual wonder that attracts tourists and transports goods, demonstrating how modern engineering can integrate river transport with its environment in an efficient and surprising way.

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Define “intrinsic value” and how gold has it.

Turn on your zaps so I can zap you in gold

In Colorado you can pay your taxes in Bitcoin.

LOL

On your points,

There's very reliable sources I know that say this is pretty close to what they observed.

1.) There was a breakdown in communication from upper command, not everyone was bribed just a small number of key commanders who got out of there after.

2.) Israel literally said they removed Assad there's no debate they aided the decent.

I believe we already have them

Bitcoin is widely accepted on nostr