Satoshi’s Code:
With a click-clack of keys and a cypherpunk’s grin, Satoshi dropped code that made the bankers want to chug gin.
No fire from Olympus, no thunderous crack, Just math so relentless, there’s no going back.
“The Times 03/Jan/2009 Chancellor on brink of second bailout for banks,” he inscribed like a cryptic decree. No kings and no cronies — just math setting us free.
Central Bankers turned ghost-white, clutching their pearls,
“You can’t just make money! That’s our little world!”
But these coins weren’t gold, they weren’t paper or brass, They were pure, peer-to-peer, uncensorable SaaS.
From Silk Road to ETFs — what a legendary leap, HODLers yelled “BUY THE DIP!” while bears rejoiced — then got clipped.
No need for Olympus, no gods, no decree, Just nodes whispering FREEDOM! and memes flying free.
Karens shriek “Where’s my refund? My FDIC?!” Check the blockchain, sis — it don’t need a committee.
Satoshi flipped the old system, left bankers perplexed, Value now flows through the internet’s hex.
We stack sats in silence, we stack them with glee, While Wall Street bros weep about why no one wants to pay their overpriced fees.
So laugh at the chaos, the booms, and the busts, The future is borderless not full of suits who we must trust!
Satoshi still ghosts us, but his work’s here to stay —
A prank on the banks… and we’re laughing today.
2/7/25
Conor Jay Chepenik
