The fed is one big scam. Fake money, fake accountability, fake ‘experts’. Just fraud stacked on fraud. Every time the fed gets exposed, it just proves what Bitcoiners already know: the whole system is a con. They rob you slowly while pretending it’s stability.
Price distracts, principles endure.
Gold served empires. It centralized wealth and power. Fiat expanded control. They print it, tax it, debase it. Bitcoin flips the script. Anyone can own it. No gatekeepers. No permission. For the first time in history, money serves the individual before the institution.
There’s nothing I want more than to become a mother one day. For the first time, I feel hope that it’s possible. Because Bitcoin isn’t just money. It’s a discipline. It shapes men who are patient, principled, and worthy of building families with. A fiat world creates weak men. Men chasing instant gratification, trapped in debt, and distracted by sports, nightlife, and women on a screen. Fiat men chase fleeting pleasures. Bitcoin men learn discipline, responsibility, and leadership. When men learn these things, motherhood becomes a choice, not a gamble. Bitcoin doesn’t just create wealth. It creates men who can be trusted, strong husbands, and present fathers. This is my thesis: the more Bitcoin grows, the more women will want to become mothers. (Not my child, my sweet little niece) image
54 years ago, the United States’ debt was at $398 billion. Today, it’s at $37 trillion. That’s what happens when you untether the dollar from real value. Work for freedom, not for inflation.
Go to college. Get the degree. Work 40 years. Retire. We’re rewriting that playbook. We want money that works as hard as we do. Bitcoin is how we rewrite.
History is clear, sound money builds strong civilizations.
$37,000,000,000,000. We’re living through the greatest monetary shift in hundreds of years. You can pretend it’s not happening, or you can position yourself on the right side of history. Bitcoin is the way out.
Surround yourself with people who push you higher. Build a legacy. And stack sats so your impact can’t be inflated away.
Our generation has a choice: Inherit the broken system, or build something better. I’ve made my choice.