Relaxed, Happy, Open, and Free
Even if I stop here, it's been a damn good run. But there's no stopping: we're going all the way.
I’ve turned off comments. This email list wasn’t designed to be a place where one or two freaks try to harm me constantly with deranged shit. Sucks because the community-building features here are cool but the non-stop harassment isn’t for me.
It’s not right. It’s not appropriate. It’s an attempt to wear me down — to make me less relaxed, happy, open, and free.
And I’ll tell you what, in case I haven’t been clear enough:
I don’t think I got Bitcoin wrong.
I don’t think I was wrong about Ether.
The independence I’ve built allows me to tap into that Please Stop Harassing Me energy when necessary, and I’ll tell ya what, big fat please stop harassing me to some of the people who’ve been trying (and failing) to silence me. I get many millions of views on TikTok each month still. But to turn my own email list into a toxic place? Nah, I won’t have it.
One of the most disastrous feelings of my 30s was seeing Joe Rogan, Sam Tripoli, and that Duncan Trussell all turn from the WikiLeaks emails I was covering as a journalist — and instead mock it, mock me, try to bury the whole thing.
Still not convinced I got any of that wrong. One day people will piece it all together, I’ll be vindicated, and the adults who tried to silence and steer the world away from this will look pathetic; supposed truthers, terrified of the human trafficking class.
What a bizarre era for media, and I lived through it, and lived through it well.
But sooner or later, check my work:
I was very correct about crypto’s rise, and I’m even more correct about what those strange people in the WikiLeaks are into.
I guess that’s why now nearly 7 YEARS LATER, they still don’t even let me post on my own email list without catered, immediate, non-stop harassment.
Right over the target, I guess. Fully investigate these pizzaheads. And if you’re one of them, please stop harassing me.