I remember when I opened my first bank account. I felt a kind of a privilege, just as a child feels when doing “grown-up” things for the first time, mixed with an uncomfortable feeling of mistrust and surrender to a controlled from “above” world. Whilst my civil servant parents were comfortably indebted – which I didn’t know – I was keenly saving what little money I had – I thought it was a lot – every decision concerning it brought huge emotional burden and confusion. A visit to the bank meant blindly signing papers in the same way players’ place bets at a casino. Until very recently, making a internet bank transfer sometimes caused me to compulsively and repeatedly check the numbers until I lost confidence in my own eye sight… Like most people, I was a slave to money and I was destined to be poor – which is independent of the amount of wealth. This is what happens when money mixes with blood.
O my brethren, am I then cruel? But I say: What falleth, that shall one also push!
Everything of to-day—it falleth, it decayeth; who would preserve it! But I—I wish also to push it!
Know ye the delight which rolleth stones into precipitous depths?—Those men of to-day, see just how they roll into my depths!
A prelude am I to better players, O my brethren! An example! DO according to mine example! And him whom ye do not teach to fly, teach I pray you—TO FALL FASTER!—
Friedrich Nietzsche, Thus Spake Zarathustra
What are political ideologies but mere brutality disguised as reason; and what is brutality but mere self-destruction. In this article Daniel Krawisz carefully explains why there is a certain ethical duty to act so that the altcoin ideologues desist and sink into their lie. For each parasite we feed, less sap we have left for our own survival and ultimate success, which is guaranteed. With each parasite we harbour, and towards whom we funnel our blood, we relive the drama of believing that everything could be lost; we relive the self deception – stemming from a childhood behind bars – that perhaps the parasite could prevail and the unreason triumph. Anyone who thinks so has not yet freed themselves of that subjective prison: unreason never prevailed on this earth, and never will!