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Ideological fascination (not counting pump grifters and people just seeking to buy weed; legit, get that dough) with blockchain is literally just another in series of desperate attempts to hand off moral responsibility over judgement of one's life actions to some arbitrary force
Like Gods, like Royalty, like fascist governments, like democratic governments, like The Market and The Economy, like The Trends and The Discourse
Over and over and over, many of us, much of the time, look for some authority to appeal to deciding if we should be happy or sad, rich or poor, with some arbitrary ruleset justifying the eventual outcome, sometimes providing us with choices to influence it, sometimes not.
The "evolution" of it from the all-knowing grandpa in the sky to a crumbled network of number crunching matrix product silicon is just a hop from one disgraced authority we eventually grew wary of to the next one. They all offer something. They all demand something.
Rallied behind some dictator demanding a genocide of the impure or behind an economical system demanding languish of the unfortunate, or some increasingly arbitrary and yet dumber and dumber network of emasculated artificial intelligence demanding infinite silicon and electricity
The society as a whole is looping back, over and over to finding something to appeal to when life feels shit or unjust, so it's clearly based on decision of something unqestionable, because it's in some form infallible, either because priest said so, or because prime numbers did
I can't say I can think of a way to "break" this pattern, or even claim I'm not influenced by this. But my brain is particularly sensitive to patterns, and this one feels particularly profound, and while I'm not first to notice, it seems too rarely pointed out, and so I am.
I guess I'd like to believe I'm mostly choosing with my heart and with my sense. I always hated even the most impersonable authority; I always loved to break games. To find loopholes. To find ways to refuse the "intended" course of action. It has taken me places for sure.
Will I be more successful than those to observe and indulge in rules? Probably not. Will I be happy? I hope so, and I think so, at least until some ruleset decides I have to be destroyed, either for mutiny against it, or just any other collateral reason.
Trans, queer, autistic, of poor birth; the systems in place are already mostly stacked against me, so it feels like my chances aren't the best... or is that me using the systems myself, by offering myself that platitude? Where does awareness of the pattern preclude disobedience?
Anyway, at least I'm making way too longform tweet chains off prime time and with no external hook, even though I know I'll hate to see how badly will they do engagement wise. That's my act of anarchy for today. It's stupid, but it still feels like a nugget of freedom.
