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| {{a|devil|<youtube>https://youtu.be/JdzHAKPV7dk</youtube>}}{{d|Cryptobabble|/krɪptəʊˈbæbl/|n|}} | | {{a|crypto|<youtube>https://youtu.be/JdzHAKPV7dk</youtube><br>Some [[bulltard]]s, yesterday}}{{d|Cryptobabble|/krɪptəʊˈbæbl/|n|}} |
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| Contemporary madness among a mewling virtual crowd, cryptobabble is like [[yogababble]], only for those who “hold on for dear life” while disdaining “right clickers”, in the mistaken apprehension that, because [[this time is different]], “we’re gonna make it”. | | Contemporary madness among a mewling virtual crowd, cryptobabble is like [[yogababble]], only for those who “hold on for dear life” while disdaining “right clickers”, in the mistaken apprehension that, because [[this time is different]], “we’re gonna make it”. |
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| Related, somehow, to the present market exuberance (@November 2021) which isn’t so much irrational as outright idiotic. | | Related, somehow, to the present market exuberance (@November 2021) which isn’t so much irrational as outright idiotic. |
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| We humans tend to name our epochs in hindsight, by reference to the catastrophe that ended them: “antediluvian”; “pre-pubescent”; “pre-historic”; “pre-crisis”. This habit is wishfully revisionist, since the one thing that cannot define the people of a given period is the crisis that will eventually do for whatever consensus they happen to be in. Especially if they have no inkling of the coming disaster.
| | @November 2022: well I never. |
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| But our current, hysterical era may be the exception that proves that rule, because it is not like that. We do know ''it'' is coming. It ''does'' fashion our behaviour: no-one with a functioning cerebellum is in any doubt we are in the end of days, and is making what hay can be made before the remaining sunlight blooms into supernova.
| | We call it the ''[[bulltard]]'' era. |
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| There is nothing to be done: our faith in experts is gone. Our trust in institutions is gone. Our belief in principles is gone. Our hope for the future is gone. No-one understands, or believes, ''anything'' any more.
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| And our collective conviction ''in a total lack of conviction'' seems now just to spur us all on: like plague victims awaiting the onset of symptoms, we act out a ''danse macabre'': a desperate, decadent, delirious tarantella, because we are so ''fucked'' we might as well roll the wheel of fortune with whatever is left in our pocket, because ''why not''?
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| Why not just enjoy the obliterated husk of what’s left of our post-historical project, and enjoy the fireworks when it goes up in smoke? We are falling to our deaths, but, like unharnessed skydivers, for whom there is no way back, we have unclipped, resolved to tumble, free and unchained, to make the most of our exhilarating gravity ride to the end.
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| What the hell: buy Shiba-inu, [[NFT|mint some dopey tweet]] on the [[blockchain]] and sell it for monopoly money, buy Tesla — who cares? We’re off the cliff and there are only moments left, so what else is there to do? Maybe it might even go up!
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| This is the ''[[bulltard]]'' era.
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| {{sa}} | | {{sa}} |
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Cryptobabble
/krɪptəʊˈbæbl/ (n.)
Contemporary madness among a mewling virtual crowd, cryptobabble is like yogababble, only for those who “hold on for dear life” while disdaining “right clickers”, in the mistaken apprehension that, because this time is different, “we’re gonna make it”.
Related, somehow, to the present market exuberance (@November 2021) which isn’t so much irrational as outright idiotic.
@November 2022: well I never.
We call it the bulltard era.
See also