BY ROBERT FROST
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
quoting note14vh…dpqyIt seems to me that a lot of people don't seem to understand the significance of Michael Saylor's statements re Bitcoin Core funding, so I've unpacked my Saylor folder tracking his ties to US intelligence and statements shedding light on what the 'Gigachad' appears to understand by protecting the network's stability:
„If Bitcoin diverted all of their energy to make itself private and became known as a network of complete and utter privacy, it probably is counter productive to its own interests, because you don't really want the United States government to say Bitcoin is completely private, because now it becomes the perfect tool for money laundering, now it becomes the enemy, now we're going to shut it down.“
(Signing out of here for today because the billionaire cope gives me some serious second hand embarrassment – if you have something to say, you can zap me.)