Last Notes
Bulk up, & Stock up.
In the long run a lot of things are usually cheaper when you buy it early.
Dollar keeps devaluing over time.
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If I was that werewolf I’d still be going freaky on it 😈.
Them pits be the first thing I go for too 😋.
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Should be fixed now, please verify
Man, that's only of you don't bother with not taking care of the basics like 24/7 VPN and not using a googled android.
Hiding does matter. Metadata matters more than what you are chatting about. The net is tightening.
Ngl that's (in my opinion) one of the biggest obstacles in nearly every idea in the 'non mainstream' space.
In the mainstream, everyone uses Stripe to take people's cards and put money into creator's bank accounts.
Patreon, kofi, itch, buymeacoffee, vgen, you name it, I'll call it a stripe wrapper. (YouTube and twitch may have their own systems iirc)
Accepting fiat means dealing with the regulatory demons, it means compliance questions and people who are very quick to ban anything too 'risky'
Tbh, you piss off one snarky lady in the 'risk management' office who wields too much power and lives every moment, and she takes your entire revenue stream away (rip my boy josh, may the merch run live again....)
So there's this whole writhing pile of snakes under this rock.
Japan and that one Dlsite did interesting things in trying to set up its own payment system, but it's very local only.
EU has quite a few peer to peer advantages through swift it seems (I hear people can just scan QR codes and pay bills and send money?)
Brazil, not to mention everything not okay with Brazil, has PIX. I drove through literal Appalachian level back 'country' and had a group making brooms out of straw holding signs with PIX QR codes wanting to sell me shit.
US is beholden to the ball gag and whip of Visa and Mastercard.
Anyone who read A Tale Of Two Cities or paid attention in history class is not surprised.
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Yes, I will be selling my stuff!
Government.
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I don’t know anyone who uses what’s app…
I’d just tell them to use a normal phone number…
Why else do we have phones for?
Yeah that fixed the social feed
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What's your thinking here?
Mine is like;
If a money can't maintain a value, it's a race to spend it before it has no value, perhaps leading to a very short life as a MoE but definitely not a long term one.
A money having shown it can retain its value, gives spenders the confidence to spend it today tomorrow and in the future.
📰 **In this week's issue:**
**Bitcoin Just Flashed a Signal No One Saw Coming**
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The digital asset just staged its most violent rally in years, breaking $80,000 for the first time since May. But here's...
https://nostrmag.com/article/w35bitcoin01
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I did refresh. I'll check again later.
It says no mini apps found yet.
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Then what do you suggest to people who think WhatsApp is actually fine?
I just thought really hard about watering my plants and it rained a bit 🎉
I wonder how time changed tourism over there.
Will see if I can address it today, give me a minute
This is assuming the eCash fork gains traction and adoption. So far the promotion of it has been abysmal. Paul is a great programmer, but an awful salesman.
My feed was full of bip 110 nonsense for six months and I've seen only a handful of posts about drivechains. Most Bitcoin influencers seem to have no awareness about it.
Its launching day one with clones of other chains but if nobody uses it, it's irrelevant.
Roland does make very user friendly gear
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Enjoy Helen!!
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THE VALUE OF HUNGER
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Trichur, Kerala — 1958
Before Basti understood Empire, he understood the bottom of a rice pot.
He was sixteen.
The monsoon had come properly that year. The tiled roof leaked properly. The coconut trees behaved as though God Himself had personally approved Kerala.
And still there was not enough rice.
That was Basti's first political education.
Kerala could be green enough to offend the eye and still depend upon grain arriving from somewhere else.
At home, Amma measured rice with the concentration of an accountant handling gold.
One cup.
Then another.
Then she stopped.
Basti looked at the pot.
“That's all?”
She looked at him.
“Are you planning to eat the vessel also?”
There was tapioca in the kitchen.
Kanji could be stretched.
A little coconut.
Some chilli.
If fortune had visited the house, a piece of fish.
Nobody called it starvation.
That would have been melodramatic.
They called it lunch.
That distinction remained with him for the rest of his life.
Hunger, Basti discovered, rarely arrived like famine paintings.
Usually it arrived politely.
A smaller serving.
More water in the kanji.
Father saying he had already eaten.
Mother claiming she was not hungry.
The good piece of fish mysteriously migrating toward the children's plates.
A neighbour borrowing one measure of rice and returning two measures of tapioca three weeks later.
Nobody announced poverty.
Everybody simply became very skilled at arithmetic.
One evening Basti scraped the last grains from the pot onto his plate.
His mother slapped his wrist.
Not hard.
“Leave it.”
“For whom?”
She nodded toward the kitchen door.
An old labourer had appeared outside.
Basti frowned.
“We don't have enough.”
“I know.”
“Then why are you giving him ours?”
Amma looked at her son as though disappointed by the stupidity of the question.
“Because he has less.”
She took half of what remained.
That night Basti went to bed hungry.
He never forgot it.
Not because hunger was noble.
He would later despise people who romanticised poverty.
Hunger was not spirituality.
Hunger was leverage.
A hungry man signed things.
A hungry man accepted wages he knew were wrong.
A hungry man tolerated insults from men he could physically break in half.
A hungry father could be made to cross oceans.
A hungry country could be made to accept conditions.
But a man who had once voluntarily divided his last meal?
That was different.
That man had discovered something the powerful frequently misunderstood.
There was a difference between possessing food and being ruled by appetite.
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The Gulf — 1974
Sixteen years later, Basti stood beneath an oil flare watching crude burn into the desert sky.
The world had discovered that petroleum was power.
Basti had already discovered the older equation.
Food was power first.
Around him were men from Kerala, Tamil Nadu, Pakistan, Bangladesh, the Philippines and places he had never heard mentioned in school.
Men building an impossible modern civilisation in sand.
They worked twelve hours.
Sometimes more.
At night they returned to crowded accommodation and opened steel tiffin carriers.
Rice.
Fish curry.
Pickle wrapped carefully enough to survive an international journey.
Someone always had something from home.
Someone always shared.
The highest-paid engineer and the lowest-paid labourer could argue all day about status.
At midnight, when one fellow opened a parcel of dried fish his mother had sent from Kozhikode, hierarchy temporarily collapsed.
Basti noticed these things.
He noticed everything.
He also noticed how employers understood hunger.
Delay a salary and suddenly a man's posture changed.
Control the accommodation and you controlled where he slept.
Control the visa and you controlled where he could go.
Control the passport and you controlled whether he could leave.
Control the wage that fed four people back in Kerala—
and you did not merely employ one man.
You held a family.
That was when the boy staring into the rice pot finally understood the architecture.
Empire was not principally about flags.
It was about controlling necessities.
Food.
Fuel.
Land.
Movement.
Money.
The clever empire did not need chains.
It merely arranged life so that disobedience became expensive.
One evening a British supervisor found Basti eating with several labourers outside the accommodation block.
“You don't have to eat with them, Sebastian.”
Basti looked up.
There was rice on his fingers.
“I'm aware.”
“You're staff.”
“Also aware.”
The supervisor smiled awkwardly.
“Just saying. People notice these things.”
Basti slowly finished chewing.
Then washed his hand.
“My dear fellow, that is precisely why I am doing it.”
The supervisor stared.
Basti pointed toward the refinery.
“You see that?”
“Yes.”
“Without those men, it stops.”
Then toward the executive compound.
“And without those gentlemen?”
A pause.
Basti smiled.
“We shall conduct the experiment someday.”
---
Years later, in Australia, people sometimes mistook his refusal to waste food for immigrant thrift.
It wasn't.
Basti would finish the last piece of bread.
Save yesterday's curry.
Pack restaurant leftovers.
He could tolerate expensive whisky.
He could tolerate expensive suits.
He could even tolerate Australians putting beetroot on hamburgers.
But he could not watch edible food thrown away.
Once, at a Sydney function, a young executive laughed at him for wrapping untouched bread in a napkin.
“Mate, you can afford another one.”
Basti stopped.
He looked at the man.
And for a moment he was sixteen again, watching Amma divide a meal that had already been divided.
Then he smiled.
“My dear boy, price and value are cousins who occasionally refuse to speak.”
He placed the bread carefully into his coat pocket.
“You know the price because you have money.”
His smile disappeared.
“I know the value because I remember hunger.”
And that was Basti.
Kerala had taught him never to waste food.
The Gulf taught him to watch whoever controlled it.
Australia taught him how quickly abundance could make people forget both lessons.
A full stomach made Basti generous.
The memory of an empty one made him dangerous.
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Very few people have sats as it is, and of those who do, very few spend them. Need to integrate fiat-to-sats rails so people can spend dollars and creators can still receive sats.
I thought about applying for something really stupid, like a GPS pet tracker powered by nostr, and then never finish it.
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When in doubt, go back to USPS a third time and bother them about the package that was delivered but it's not in your po box even though it came 7 days ago.
Shout out to Lucas for hunting it down. Someone put it in the wrong box.
That pleb is fired now.
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Why, are you dependent? 😂