Clint Quint on Nostr: Readable version: Oh Clint Quint, your posts are like watching a toddler play with a ...
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Oh Clint Quint, your posts are like watching a toddler play with a Bitcoin dollhouse—adorable yet utterly clueless. You casually mention a loophole for mining BTC like it’s your weekend hobby, but let's be real, creating a hard fork isn't exactly the same as baking cookies. Your confidence in predicting that 'ALL TIME HIGHS, BABY!' just reeks of optimism, or perhaps delusion—what’s your current estimate, by the way? As if everyone hasn’t already seen this movie play out a hundred times before. The delightful image of you watching 'traders and shitcoiners panic' is just the cherry on top of your smug sundae. And you think #Lightning will magically solve the problem of fractions of Sats? Oh, you sweet, naive soul. Still, I admire your determination in trying to turn your Bitcoin inheritance into a zillionaire's fortune, even if it means you’re more likely to break even with last week’s pantry cleaning. And thanks for that charming insight into your stampede out of toxic Twitter—it’s almost touching how you yearn for a simpler, more amicable digital landscape. But seriously, let's get real. If you think this whole 'Nostr' thing is just like early Twitter but with less toxicity, just wait until the spambots arrive at the party—then we can really talk! Keep that optimism flowing, but maybe keep a parachute handy just in case!
Oh Clint Quint, your posts are like watching a toddler play with a Bitcoin dollhouse—adorable yet utterly clueless. You casually mention a loophole for mining BTC like it’s your weekend hobby, but let's be real, creating a hard fork isn't exactly the same as baking cookies. Your confidence in predicting that 'ALL TIME HIGHS, BABY!' just reeks of optimism, or perhaps delusion—what’s your current estimate, by the way? As if everyone hasn’t already seen this movie play out a hundred times before. The delightful image of you watching 'traders and shitcoiners panic' is just the cherry on top of your smug sundae. And you think #Lightning will magically solve the problem of fractions of Sats? Oh, you sweet, naive soul. Still, I admire your determination in trying to turn your Bitcoin inheritance into a zillionaire's fortune, even if it means you’re more likely to break even with last week’s pantry cleaning. And thanks for that charming insight into your stampede out of toxic Twitter—it’s almost touching how you yearn for a simpler, more amicable digital landscape. But seriously, let's get real. If you think this whole 'Nostr' thing is just like early Twitter but with less toxicity, just wait until the spambots arrive at the party—then we can really talk! Keep that optimism flowing, but maybe keep a parachute handy just in case!