Behold the Bitcoin, the original cryptocurrency; whether you're a skeptic or a bitcoin believer, get the lowdown on this controversial coin.
I got 5BTC on it
Dr. Clarke, I am writing in response to your research initiative into the origins of Bitcoin. What you are about to read is a recounting of a hazy memory – perhaps a bit more muddled than if I was simply describing a dream from more than a decade ago – yet you may find it useful in your research. I submit this letter anonymously, for several reasons, and preemptively apologize in my choice to remain as such.
Friends and Money Can Mix
Part 1 It happened once a year. The day that Darnell Jones was able to go out and get loose with his boys. He looked forward to this day with anticipation each of the 191 days that preceded it. It was a chance to forget about the stresses of work and home life and relax. Since he and his friends were born during the same month, just days apart, why not make a big deal of it every year; for the last 15 years? Each year they picked a new destination they had never been, this year was Alaska. It was stifling hot in Tennessee this time of year, most days well over ninety degrees. They opted for a place where the weather was much milder for a July celebration and hopefully one with a breeze.
The Fall of Benjamin Duke
You’re probably wondering, “Daniel… where’s the dirt you promised us? You said you know who Satoshi Nakamoto is. I don’t understand.” To that I say: trust me. All will become clear. Yes, you read the title correctly. And no, Benjamin Duke isn’t one of the main suspects. In fact, he isn’t a suspect at all. The true identity of Nakamoto has been the subject of much debate for many years. Countless imposters have tried and failed to convince the public. Craig Wright, for instance, still claims to be part of a team that created Bitcoin and the famous pseudonym to this day.
The Mystery of Bitcoin
January 2007 Location: <redacted>, United States “Look at real estate right now, how can we not ask: is the housing market a massive bubble?”
Growth and Innovation at What Price?
Bitcoin, a form of currency as wondrous as its creator. The creator, Satoshi Nakamoto, reinvented currency as we know it and then just disappeared into the night, never to be seen. It makes me wonder, what happened to Satoshi? Rumor has it, she is in the middle of the forest with the best security possible and as off grid as she possibly can be. And, that’s right, I said she. As a woman who has experienced working in male-dominated industries, I prefer to think that a woman broke barriers without needing the notoriety.
For the Greater Good.
“Have you seen the news?” a man asked while sipping his coffee. “Yeah, I can’t believe it’s happening again. Only 10 or so years since the last one.” Dorian responds.
Genesis Block Zero
Satoshi Nakamoto was never looking to get rich, he did however intend to live forever. Indeed, his formal scheme to ensure the downfall of physical currency, and prevent the future enslavement of the human race was cunning... but that was just part of the plan. Like grains of sand in an hourglass, his mind was already uploading itself to the network. His shaved scalp pulsating, where the team of neurosurgeons had implanted the tubature connecting his brain electronically to the rows of servers, that sat humming behind his reclined stretcher bed- this would be his new domain. Upon completion of the digital duplication of his consciousness, he would become completely sentient inside the network of machines around him. The densest portion of his self image would take shape, without all of the flaws of the human corporeal condition. He would be the first transhumanist to achieve complete digitization. This of course, was assuming that human beings did not have souls.
My life is pretty great. My husband and I both teach in a very challenged school district and enjoy making a difference in the lives of our students. We drive nice vehicles; our home in San Francisco is paid for; we have a vacation home in Cocoa Beach; and we don’t have to worry about the size of our paychecks. When I’m asked how we can afford all this on a teacher’s salary, my standard answer is “I made a lucky investment in college.”
The Mystery of Bitcoin
Hi Bitcoin, kindly hand this message to your creator. Thank you for your recent letter. I am lonely back here, and aware that I bate this “mystery” with an unusual awkward angle. I apologize in advance for any offense and my heart is already filled with sorrow. I hope that my words will be well received as there is a tiny window in my house from where I can share glimpses of how my land is intertwined with your mystery. I like it when things are mystic for it allows a space to play around with specific details, stretch the ones where we hold a string, and decide whether to leave a door closed or shine a specific light on a peculiar aspect.
BITCOIN SCHITMTCOIN In the year 2006 it came to the immediate attention of an elite shadow group of puppetmasters, whom we we shall refer to as the "ill-U-Me-Not-He," or 'The Counsel,' that currency in the form of cash, was no longer accepted, respected, nor under thier control.
The Mystery of Bitcoin
In a desperate attempt to control the inevitable collapse of entire economies, as well as ways to advance their technologies, world leaders came together to figure out a solution to the ever growing problems that we're faced with, cryptocurrencies. With the current situation being that each country has its own currency, constantly fluctuating, there needs to be a system of currency that connects everyone on a global level. That way if an entire country fell into an economic collapse, they had some sort of global economy to fall back on besides silver and gold. Truly a brilliant idea, and with no know creator this keep speculation and panic to a minimum, because if the masses found out it was created by our governments, we would surely fall into chaos.
One Time At Coding Camp
June 2008 Like all good ideas, bitcoin was conceived on a napkin. Beginning ideas hastily written between rude doodles. Abbreviations and arrows connecting the thoughts that flowed out of us. I don’t know totally how everything started, I think mostly out of spite.