Rich Sips

you want to know why the trenches are broken? this is why. i spent 4 months building a coin. put 70k+ back in. made merch by hand. livestreamed for months straight. got scammed. got ignored. nearly went broke. kept going anyway. finally sold the bottom because i had to. posted about it honestly. the trenches saw it. sent it to 160k in hours. got my hopes up. then dumped it right back down to where it started. 4 months of grinding couldn’t move it. one vulnerability post did. but not because anyone believed. because it was a trade. pump the sad dev story. take profit. leave. that’s the whole problem with this space right now. attention is there. the eyeballs are there. people see the lore. they see the ticker. they see 650 hand drawn memes and a dev who gave everything. and they still treat it like a 5 minute scalp. the trenches don’t have a content problem. they don’t have a narrative problem. they have a conviction problem. everyone wants the next big community coin but nobody wants to actually be the community. everyone tweets about how we need to go back to holding and building but when a coin that’s been doing exactly that for 4 months shows up on their timeline they pump it for an hour and leave. this project deserved better than a sympathy pump. it deserves people who stay and understand the story, because we trade+hold good narratives, and this is one of the best ones on the blockchain in the solana eco. when will we say enough is enough, doesnt have to be with https, but why cant people have any bit of heart nowadays? the story is everything.

i loved the trenches. i loved finding a coin at 3am that nobody knew about yet. i loved the group chat going crazy when something we aped together actually ran. i loved refreshing dexscreener like a maniac while i was supposed to be doing literally anything else. i loved that nowhere else on earth could you buy a picture of a dog and make rent off it. i loved trading pure attention and winning. i loved sitting in a telegram at 4am with strangers from 6 different countries who felt like family. i loved the green candles that made you feel invincible. i loved the red ones that humbled you. i loved the dev who actually showed up. i loved the artist who made something beautiful for a coin worth nothing. i loved the holder who never sold even when it made no sense. i loved that the trenches gave regular people a shot. no degree. no connections. just you and your phone and a feeling. i still love the trenches. i just want them to be what they used to be.

so i made the decision to sell the bottom of my prized coin after working and nearly going broke over this coin for 4 months and the trenches were made aware bc of the quoted post. they sent it to 160k, got my hopes up, and immediately sent it back down make it make sense 🤧