Imagine being so clueless, so utterly empty-headed, that you mistake simple facts for ad hominem attacks and strawman arguments—crying foul every time someone points out you're chasing ghosts.

The Bitcoin white paper literally spells it out in its first goddamn paragraph: "small casual transactions," clear as day, no hiding, no ambiguity. But you, genius that you are, scream that there's "no evidence," because facing reality burns too damn much.

Then you babble on about "censorship resistance" as if Bitcoin was some magical cloak of invisibility, while every bloody transaction is recorded openly, traceably, transparently—exactly as it was intended.

Censorship resistance?

Never mentioned once by Satoshi—just another buzzword cooked up by clowns who crawled out after Satoshi disappeared, desperate to twist Bitcoin into something it never was.

Imagine thinking you're safe because of "nodes," blissfully unaware that two commercial servers dominate the network, oblivious to the fact that a simple government order could shut you down in minutes. Imagine believing yourself immune, protected by your own ignorance, smiling smugly while misunderstanding every goddamn thing Bitcoin ever stood for.

That's not just ignorance—that’s proudly paraded stupidity, neutered logic, the loud arrogance of someone who never once understood Bitcoin, and probably never fucking will.

S. Tominaga AKA CSW
Mar 24, 2025
https://x.com/CsTominaga/status/1904046371730268488?t=M8ihiiwCGd856r1MiqVpNQ&s=19

https://t.me/S_Tominaga/2758