Debt is the foundation of the dollar. Truth is the foundation of Bitcoin. Only one builds a future.

In 1971, the obesity rate was roughly 15%. Today, it’s over 40%. When we left the gold standard, corporations started chasing cheapness. Ultra-processed, subsidized junk food became the norm because it was profitable. Food quality became driven by margins, not health. Fake money = fake food Sound money restores sound incentives, which rebuilds sound health. Fix the money. Fix the food. Fix the world.

There’s nothing I want more than to become a mother one day. For the first time, I feel hope that it’s possible. Because Bitcoin isn’t just money. It’s a discipline. It shapes men who are patient, principled, and worthy of building families with. A fiat world creates weak men. Men chasing instant gratification, trapped in debt, and distracted by sports, nightlife, and women on a screen. Fiat men chase fleeting pleasures. Bitcoin men learn discipline, responsibility, and leadership. When men learn these things, motherhood becomes a choice, not a gamble. Bitcoin doesn’t just create wealth. It creates men who can be trusted, strong husbands, and present fathers. This is my thesis: the more Bitcoin grows, the more women will want to become mothers. (Not my child, my sweet little niece)

You learn about Bitcoin, and suddenly: – History makes more sense. Wars and recessions start tracing back to broken money. – Inflation makes you angry. You realize prices didn’t rise, your dollar debased. – And money stops being “just money.” It becomes the root layer of trust, time, and freedom. Bitcoin isn’t just tech. It’s a revelation.