When I first got into crypto, along with some Bitcoin and Ethereum, I bought a lot of ‘altcoins’ – cool sounding projects that promised to revolutionise… everything. DentaCoin! It’s the future of dental payments! Sooner or later, this bubble of optimism would be burst by the inevitable market crash. A couple of years holding a shitcoin on its slow ride back down to zero gives you plenty of time to reflect on how the shill’s FOMO inducing siren call of “we’re still SO early!” was true – but not in a good way. But with every new bull cycle comes a new generation of projects that build on the foundations (ruins?) of their shitcoin ancestors. And with them, a new hope. Hope that this time it’ll be different, that this time we’ll get genuine utility. Hope that this time, we’re investing SO early in Facebook… not Friendster. But, the big question is… what utility does crypto/blockchain technology bring to the table? If I was my dad, an investor in traditional equities, I might ask, “If
Last night I read ‘Snow White and the Seven Dwarves’ to my son for his bedtime story. This morning I read a few more chapters of ‘Blood Meridian’ by Cormac McCarthy. This afternoon, I came up with ‘Snow White, by Cormac McCarthy’. Once upon a time there existed a stark and desolate land, wild and lonely, where the vastness stretched out like an endless ache. Here dwelled a princess, named Snow White. Her raven-black hair contrasted sharply against her pale skin and red lips; an ebonic shadow cast upon bone, slashed with a solitary crimson tumescence. But Snow White’s beauty marked her for calamity, for in this barren kingdom, beauty was a curse, a signal to the world of impending doom. Snow’s father, a broken widower king, sought solace. Blinded by grief, he married a woman possessed of a soul black and malignant. Choking cruelty only matched by the breathlessness of her beauty. Coldness tempered by the heat of her jealous heart. This stepmother, a violation of the sanctity of motherh