Once upon a time there was a guy named Bob ...
https://bitcointalk.org/index.php?topic=896480.0Gentle reader.
The time has come to end this story.
I will tell you the fates of Bob and Steven and Lin and the Salamander. And Paul and David.
And I will finish with a word to the people I miss the most.
My brothers in arms.
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Bob
Bob was outplayed by the Chinese. Played to a draw by David. Abandoned by his lieutenants. Cursed by his soldiers. And now he is nearly alone.
But I think I will take an extra moment here for Bob. After all, it is the Story of Bob.
People like to hate Bob. I saw his other side, so it's not so black and white for me. Twice in six months guys on the crew got hacked and lost all their coins. Got taken down to zero. Bob heard about it both times, and made it right, behind the scenes.
One strange thing about Bob I never quite figured out. He liked people who clearly hated him. Even after someone became his enemy, he still liked them a lot. Back when the mole was doing the most damage, I was on Mumble in the middle of the night with him one night. No one else around. We were smoking weed and speculating on who might be the mole in the group. About one guy in particular, a guy who was really, really smart. Bob said,
yea.... it might be him. Your right. He paused.
But you know what? Even if it is him? I still like him a lot.But in the end, I can't say I feel sorry for Bob. The group falling apart was his fault. I saw it coming a mile away, and I made sure I got paid before I left. My brothers who didn’t collect? Bob will have ronin after him for months.
Perhaps you would have liked it if Bob had been put out of the Game for good. But he will be back. How could he not? There are too many coins that want pumping. Too many people who want profit. There will always be foot-soldiers. Look over in nearby threads. There will always be “believers”. There will always be “investors”. And there will always be messiahs to lead them.
StevenSteven is still falling. He is tied to his sins, roped permanently to David. Sinking slowly in this wine dark sea.
LinLin escapes. He lives to fight another day. His strategy worked. There is no moral outcry over his actions. No one has started a viral campaign against BTer.
So disappointing. Gentle reader, you would have liked to see him fall. But you left it up to Bob and Steven and the Salamander. Lin proved himself smarter than all of them. And you simply did not care.
The SalamanderThe Salamander will eventually return. He is a fixer. A briefcase man. There is always be a need for him. We all hatch plans and set events in motion. We all are involved in larger movements. Salamanders move on a right angle plane to our movements, our events, our lives, unseen. They fix what needs fixing. And then they disappear.
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What a disappointing ending so far. So ambiguous. All the bad guys are getting off easy. We would like a sharper moral clarity to come out of this sad mess. We would like it if – at the end of this story – the world would appear a little different than when we started this tale.
But it doesn’t, does it?
In this story we have seen both Swift and BitBay get created out of thin air. We have watched both ICO’s get staged by Bob Surplus. Devs who have collaborated knowingly and willingly in his rigged ICO’s and reaped handsome rewards are still comfortably in their jobs, supported by their communities.
During the four days of this story, both BitBay dev and the BitSwift dev moved their coins to private forums. Away from the public eye. Their “investors” and “believers” applauded these moves.
During this time, the market price of BitSwift is relatively unchanged. The same is true of BitBay
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So the altcoin market around us has spoken. It has shrugged. It is morally unimpressed.
You cannot expect your story teller to give you a better ending than the ending that is actually happening, can you?
An ending that includes both these devs coming to these very pages to sneer at Bob Surplus?
Proclaiming their own moral superiority to people of his type?
Gentle reader.
Now you know who my dagger is for.
The hypocrites.
The doxxers.
The cowards. ______________________________
The HypocritesYou profited from your alliances with Bob. You were in on the ICO's. You dev the coins he midwifed. You cling tightly to the money he helped you make. All the while proclaiming that he is scum, that he should swing for his sins.
The Doxxers - on all sidesYou fancy yourselves as heroes. As equalizers.
You give yourself a moral free card, because you are convinced of the righteousness of your cause.
You give yourself the right to be judge, jury, and executioner.
You are the worst kind of coward. And this is why:
You could act on your own information. You could get on that plane.
You could go knock on that door.
But you hope someone else will do your dirty work.
That someone else will settle your score.
That someone will ‘get what’s coming to them’
With you at a safe moral distance.
You say,
but I am doing it for others. No. You are not.
If "others" really want it done, they can do the research. They can get on that plane. They can go knock on that door.
Do you really believe it is ok to be judge, jury and executioner? You do?
My dagger is for you.
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To my brothers in arms. You know who you are.
I would like to end on a serious note. Thank you for the discussion of penises. Weed. Midget clown sex. Calise. Especially Calise. Panamanian land prices. West coast pizza. The bitch who stole the money. East coast snowstorms. Weed. Anarchism. Nootropics. Bill Clinton. The Middle East. RG3. GTA. Weed. Taylor Swift. For each bro. Each lol. And everything in between.
The End.
