☠️ Bitcoin Was Born in Rage. Now It’s Just Another Toy of the System It Was Meant to Destroy.
2009.
The world was collapsing.
Banks failed.
Ordinary people were sacrificed.
And the Federal Reserve printed trillions out of thin air
no accountability, no shame, no consequence.
Etched into the first Bitcoin block.
A message.
A declaration of war.
Bitcoin wasn’t created for “number go up.”
It was forged as a weapon.
A bullet fired at the heart of a rigged financial machine.
💀 But now?
Bitcoin bows to the very monster it was meant to kill.
When Jerome Powell speaks,
the entire crypto market wags its tail.
Rates go down → price goes up.
Rates go up → panic sell.
The revolution has become a spreadsheet.
The rebellion is now a trading strategy.
🧠 You call this freedom?
There is no liberation here.
There is no decentralization.
There is only a new skin,
wrapped around the same disease.
A redesigned interface.
A sleeker dashboard.
But the same masters,
the same chains.
You still live under the empire.
You’ve just learned to enjoy the user experience.
👁️🗨️ And you?
You don’t care.
You never read history.
You don’t know why Bitcoin exists.
You don’t understand monetary policy, inflation, interest rates.
You don’t care about how money is made
only how fast it can pump.
You say “degen.”
You say “onchain.”
You say “community.”
But what you mean is:
“I want to look cool in a collapsing world.”
You’re not part of a revolution.
You’re a decoration on a failed rebellion.
Worse: you’re fuel keeping the old machine alive
in its new disguise.
🧨 Bitcoin Isn’t the Problem. You Are.
Bitcoin is a weapon.
But you turned it into a brand.
A flex.
A ticket to some fake sense of superiority.
You’re making it feel safe again, with better UI and nicer colors.
🔚 Final words:
You are not being oppressed by force.You are being colonized with pleasure.
With wallets.
With buzzwords.
With fake pride in a system that still drinks your blood.
Welcome to the revolution you killed.Or more accurately:
The revolution you buried yourself
With selfies, whitelists, and 1/1s no one will remember.
