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Why Bitcoin Cannot Save Greece
By Chongchen Saelee

You can see the desperation in the eyes of Bitcoin’s cultish eloquent tragic hero Andreas Antonopolous who believes himself the savior of his beloved Greek peoples, having “inherited the Greek Drachma”. It seems Greece is victim to crooked banksters and politicians taking good chunks out of its citizens money, apparently to pay off national debts. How could Bitcoin possibly save anyone if it’s just a matter of replacing an exploited currency with another one? If those crooks can take the Drachmas, what’s stopping them from taking away the people’s Bitcoins?

Money only works when there is trust amongst the people using it. It’s an abstract concept. The farmer who raises the cattle for your hamburger is more valuable than you if you don’t know how to raise livestock. However, if you are a charismatic sociable person with resourceful friends who could possibly trade resources with you and the farmer, then you’ve got a little bartering ecosystem going for yourself. You may very well become very valuable to the cattle farmer if you have a friend that knows how to mend shoes, or grow a special crop, or give awesome haircuts. The value is relative to the people in the ecosystem.

So if Greeks want to stop their crooked government officials from taking their hard-earned money, then they gotta fix it themselves. Why do they owe so many people? How are they going to pay back their debt? You wouldn’t honor your debts if you’re not honorable people. And I think that’s the whole point behind politics. People are sometimes so honorable, they let others take advantage of them.

Without doing anything extreme, I’d say the best solution for Greeks feeling ripped off by their authorities is simply to move and stop using Drachma. People have picked up and moved in a heartbeat since the beginning of time. If you got the will and are a hardworker, you can make it. Now, whether or not Bitcoin is a suitable currency to replace Greece’s weakened financial system, that’s just not predictable. But I’d say to avoid it.

The only thing that can save Greece is its own people. No amount of money, even fake money can solve the fallacies of human dynamics.

How To Change the World

By Chongchen Saelee

The first step to changing the world, or more relatively speaking, your world, is to conquer your fears. As long as you are constantly afraid of anything, you will never be able to progress.

Most people are cowards. They are afraid of everything. They’re lives are nothing but uncertainty. They are desperate. And desperate people take desperate measures. They’re actions are usually very extreme. And when you go back an analyze what triggered their extreme response, it’s usually due to something very mundane or trifling.

So if you don’t want to be desperate anymore, you’re going to have to realize you are desperate to begin with. You are desperate because you are afraid of getting better. If you’re working at a dead end job, plan to find a new one. But don’t quit it hastily. See, that would be extreme. If you have shitty friends, find news ones. But don’t make a scene. Don’t cuss them out. Again, that would be extreme.

And this is still very relative to yourself. If you want to change an entire community, or the world if you dare, then it does start with yourself. Change yourself. Find where you belong in the world. You can’t really change the world to fit you because that’s not realistic. You need others who are loyal to you to do that. And that’s not an easy task to win over minions. So if you are a force of nature, then maybe you might win them over. And that’s how it starts.

You change yourself. That attracts minions. And your minions will help you change the world to fit your vision. In turn, your minions want to live in your world. Otherwise, they have no incentive to help you mold the world.

I’m not saying that they have to be your friends. They just need to click with what you’re trying to accomplish. And that’s all it takes really. And idea can change the world.

You Son of a Fu Manchu
By Chongchen Saelee

My name is Jerry Wu. I am 17 years old. My mother is Hilary Johnson Stantham. My father is Thomas Lei Wu, but you probably know him best as Fu Manchu. I am the biracial son of America’s most controversial political power-couple. You see, I will recall for you, the time my mother and father both ran for office, the highest office, the President of the United States. (more…)

Blending real-life fiction into fiction. That is the way of a social satirist. Here he comes! (more…)

Splashed all over the mass media (or in some venues only), is a story about a 29-year-old guy who has supposedly leaked some documents from the NSA. Here are my thoughts about it. (more…)

Chavez and friends! (more…)

An idea I had while taking a shit. (more…)

Toot toot. (more…)

Let’s see if I can drum up some SEO hits with a topic I loathe discussing. (more…)

Man, that looks like fun. I wish I could raise that kind of money to make fun of politics. I’m serious. (more…)