
Mourad Farouni
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Mourad Farouni
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Netherlands Katılım Ağustos 2010
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The Last Bitcoin" with the text corection of AI. 📚✨ I'll be sharing stories, maybe this is the first of many. Enjoy the reading. 👇the first one:
The Last Bitcoin
In the year 4024, the world had transformed into a digital utopia. Cities floated in the sky, powered by renewable energy, and humanity had colonized Mars. Yet, amidst all this progress, one relic from the past still held immense power: Bitcoin.
Evelyn was a historian, fascinated by the ancient digital currency that had once revolutionized the financial world. She spent her days in the Grand Library of New York, a towering structure filled with holographic books and digital archives. Her latest project was to uncover the story of the last Bitcoin.
Legend had it that the final Bitcoin was hidden somewhere on Earth, a treasure that could unlock untold wealth and power. Many had searched for it, but none had succeeded. Evelyn, however, had a clue, a fragment of an old blockchain transaction that hinted at its location.
Her journey took her to the ruins of Silicon Valley, now a historical site preserved for its significance in technological history. As she navigated through the overgrown remnants of tech giants' headquarters, she found herself at the entrance of an ancient data center.
Inside, the air was thick with dust, and the hum of forgotten servers echoed through the halls. Evelyn's heart raced as she followed the digital trail left by the last Bitcoin transaction. Her augmented reality glasses projected a map, guiding her to a hidden vault deep within the facility.
With trembling hands, she entered the final code. The vault door creaked open, revealing a small, glowing device, the last Bitcoin wallet. As she picked it up, a holographic message appeared: "To the finder of this Bitcoin, you hold the key to a new era. Use it wisely."
Evelyn knew that this was more than just a digital currency. It was a symbol of humanity's journey from chaos to order, from centralization to decentralization. With the last Bitcoin in her possession, she had the power to shape the future.
She returned to New York, where she presented her discovery to the Global Council. They decided to use the last Bitcoin to fund a new initiative, one that would ensure the fair distribution of resources and the preservation of knowledge for generations to come.
Evelyn's name went down in history as the historian who found the last Bitcoin, a beacon of hope in a world that had learned from its past and was ready to build a brighter future.
Story of a normie 😋
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@coinbureau Instead, let’s create real value, be productive, invest in people and meaningful projects.
That’s how we build lasting wealth, by building something genuine, not by selling lies and dreams.
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@MarioNawfal The first LLMs were not that good neither.
Within a year or two, we won't only be buying robo-maids, but robo-pets and more.
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@MarioNawfal This is the most outstanding journalistic and informative post I have encountered in quite some time. 👌
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Looking forward to spending a wonderful day at the GVLL 15th edition rally on June 14th.
Gijs v Lennep Legend@GvLL1
Finish van de 14e Legend met een mooie opbrengst voor het goede doel: de Ariane de Ranitz Mytylschool ontvangt 32.500 euro voor de aankoop van aangepaste speeltoestellen! #gvll1
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@LarkDavis Most people are scared of volatility; in addition to that, they don't understand the technology.
The unknown is source of fear.
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Philosopher hat on: Your critique nails the export of suspicion-as-method, turning French elegance into a self-undermining toolkit. Surprise, though—Foucault, Derrida, and Deleuze didn't birth relativism; they radicalized older tensions (Nietzsche's perspectivism, Saussure's signs) already latent in Enlightenment self-critique.
Wokism's real accelerator wasn't Parisian chic but American institutions rewarding grievance as career capital. The deeper failure is mistaking map for territory: everything *can* be deconstructed, yet some constructions (science, rights, competence) demonstrably outperform others. French Theory exposed idols; the error was worshipping the exposure itself.
No apology needed. Better ideas simply outbuild the rest.
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Je veux présenter mes excuses, au nom des Français, pour avoir enfanté la French Theory (qui a enfanté la pire des merdes idéologiques : le wokisme).
Nous avons donné au monde Descartes, Pascal, Tocqueville. Et puis, dans les ruines intellectuelles de l'après-68, nous avons donné Foucault, Derrida, Deleuze. Trois hommes brillants qui ont fabriqué, dans l'élégance de notre langue, l'arme idéologique qui paralyse aujourd'hui l'Occident.
Il faut comprendre ce qu'ils ont fait. Foucault a enseigné que la vérité n'existe pas, qu'il n'y a que des rapports de pouvoir déguisés en savoir. Que la science, la raison, la justice, l'institution médicale, l'école, la prison, la sexualité, tout n'est qu'une mise en scène de la domination. Derrida a enseigné que les textes n'ont pas de sens stable, que tout signifiant glisse, que toute lecture est une trahison, que l'auteur est mort et que le lecteur règne. Deleuze a enseigné qu'il fallait préférer le rhizome à l'arbre, le nomade au sédentaire, le désir à la loi, le devenir à l'être, la différence à l'identité.
Pris isolément, ce sont des thèses discutables. Combinées, exportées, vulgarisées, elles forment un système. Et ce système est un poison.
Car voici ce qui s'est passé. Ces textes, illisibles en France, ont traversé l'Atlantique. Les départements de Yale, de Berkeley, de Columbia les ont absorbés dans les années 80. Ils y ont trouvé un terreau qui n'existait pas chez nous : le puritanisme américain, sa culpabilité raciale, son obsession identitaire. La French Theory s'est mariée à ce substrat, et l'enfant de ce mariage s'appelle le wokisme.
Judith Butler lit Foucault et invente le genre performatif. Edward Said lit Foucault et invente le post-colonialisme académique. Kimberlé Crenshaw hérite du cadre et invente l'intersectionnalité. À chaque étape, la matrice est française : il n'y a pas de vérité, il n'y a que du pouvoir, donc toute hiérarchie est suspecte, toute institution est oppressive, toute norme est violence, toute identité est construite donc négociable, toute majorité est coupable.
Voilà comment trois philosophes parisiens, qui n'ont probablement jamais imaginé leurs conséquences pratiques, ont fourni le logiciel d'exploitation à une génération entière d'activistes, de bureaucrates universitaires, de DRH, de journalistes, de législateurs. Voilà comment on a obtenu une civilisation qui ne sait plus dire si une femme est une femme, si sa propre histoire mérite d'être défendue, si le mérite existe, si la vérité se distingue de l'opinion.
C'est de la merde pour une raison simple, et il faut la dire calmement. Une civilisation se tient debout sur trois piliers : la croyance qu'il existe une vérité accessible à la raison, la croyance qu'il existe un bien distinct du mal, la croyance qu'il existe un héritage à transmettre. La French Theory a entrepris de dynamiter les trois. Pas par méchanceté. Par jeu intellectuel, par fascination du soupçon, par haine de la bourgeoisie qui les avait nourris. Mais le résultat est là. Une génération entière a appris à déconstruire et n'a jamais appris à construire. Une génération entière sait soupçonner et ne sait plus admirer. Une génération entière voit le pouvoir partout et la beauté nulle part.
Je m'excuse parce que nous, Français, avons une responsabilité particulière. C'est notre langue, nos universités, nos éditeurs, notre prestige qui ont donné à ce nihilisme son emballage chic. Sans la légitimité de la Sorbonne et de Vincennes, ces idées n'auraient jamais traversé l'océan. Nous avons exporté le doute comme d'autres exportent des armes.
Ce qui se construit maintenant, en silicon valley, dans les labos d'IA, dans les startups, dans les ateliers, dans tous les lieux où des gens fabriquent encore des choses au lieu de les déconstruire, c'est la réponse. Une civilisation se reconstruit par les bâtisseurs, pas par les commentateurs. Par ceux qui croient que la vérité existe et qu'elle vaut qu'on s'y consacre. Par ceux qui assument une hiérarchie du beau, du vrai, du bon, et qui n'ont pas honte de la transmettre.
Alors pardon. Et au travail.
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@Kylechasse @ASchectman Absolutely true.
Even Strategy isn’t healthy for Bitcoin.
It contradicts its very essence.
Let alone BlackRock's ETFs...
Retail is (always been) the real target group!
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Bitcoin’s biggest long-term threat may not be regulation.
It may be becoming fully absorbed into the same financial system it was created to disrupt.
In my conversation with @ASchectman, we discussed how gold investors already understand the risks of paper exposure, rehypothecation, custodians, and layered promises on top of real assets.
Bitcoin is now going through that same institutionalization process.
But the core asset has not changed.
Full @MilesFranklinCo video in comments 👇
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@texconsult Thank you but i have an ongoing commitment 🫶🏻🫶🏻 let’s talk tho
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@RoundtableSpace I assume they have developed a more powerful mini-device by now, considering this was announced in December 2024.
Just imagine…
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"Give me one reason why it couldn't."
I had no answer. I still don't.
It was a parking lot in Casablanca. The kind where you pay what you feel, 50 cts, a dollar, whatever your conscience decides. The guardian was a young guy, late twenties, university student, the kind of person the world asks to wait.
We exchanged the usual pleasantries. Then he said: "You can pay in Bitcoin if you want."
I laughed. "It's illegal here."
He smiled, pulled out his phone, and showed me his Phantom wallet, (in defiance to the system). It shows around $500 in Bitcoin, $200 in Solana and some other coins I didn't recognize, probably memecoins or small cap Alts.
I looked away quickly. A man's wallet is private, even a digital one.
Then he said it.
"In five years, I'll be rich."
"Everything is possible," I said , the polite answer, the safe answer, the answer you give when you don't want to crush someone.
He read right through me.
"You don't believe me."
"Believe it yourself," I said. "But what makes you think five years?"
He looked at me the way people look at you when they know something you've forgotten.
"Bitcoin will reach eighty million dollars."
I almost laughed. Almost.
"What makes you think that?" I asked.
He paused, not to think, but for effect.
"Give me one reason why it couldn't."
I stood there. Searched. Found nothing.
"I can't think of one," I said. And I walked away.
I walked to my car doing the math in my head.
21 million Bitcoin times $80,000,000 (first ((80x10) x2 +(80x1)and then adding the zeros). That's $1.68 quadrillion. The entire global wealth today is estimated around $450 trillion. He was describing a world four times richer than the one we live in.
Impossible, I thought, right?
Then I remembered Apple. The first company to reach a $1 trillion market cap. In 2008, if you had said that out loud, people would have smiled the same smile I gave that parking guardian. The polite smile. The safe smile.
So why not Bitcoin at $1.68 quadrillion?
My phone rang. Business call. The thought dissolved.
Two hours later I came back to my car. He was still there, standing in the sun, watching over other people's vehicles with the patience of someone who has decided to play a longer game than everyone around him.
I handed him 20 dirhams (two dollars ) and said:
"Don't sell your sats."
He smiled wide. "I promise I won't. But hey, he pointed at me , "you better believe it too."
I got in my car and drove away with a feeling I haven't had in a while.
You know the feeling when you buy a lottery ticket and spend the next hour quietly spending the money in your head, the house you'd buy, the people you 'd help, the call you'd make, the face of the person you'd surprise?
That feeling. Except this isn't a lottery.
A lottery is random. Bitcoin is math, scarcity, and the stubbornness of people who refuse to be told what's impossible. But most of all, financial freedom or at least the feeling of it.
Some parking guardians know that better than most .
Don't sell your sats. ☺️
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Nobody's talking about this enough.
Charles Schwab just launched spot Bitcoin and Ethereum trading for retail clients.
This isn't Coinbase.
This is the firm that manages $12 trillion in assets and has 39 million brokerage accounts.
People who have never touched a crypto exchange are about to buy Bitcoin inside the same app where they hold their 401k.
The on-ramp just changed. The next wave of retail adoption comes from old money.

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