Cryptobabble
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”.
Related, somehow, to the present market exuberance (@November 2021) which isn’t so much irrational as outright idiotic.
We humans tend to name our epochs in hindsight, by reference to the catastrophe that ended them: “proto-indo-European”; “prehistoric”; “dot-com bust” — this is usually historiographically wishful, since the one thing that cannot define the people of a given period is what comes after it — but our current, mad, hysterical times may be the exception that proves that rule. Almost no-one with a functioning cerebellum seems in any doubt we are in the end of days — over this conviction seems to be spurring people on: we are so fucked we might a well enjoy the ride. What the hell, buy bitcoin: mint some stupid artwork in a blockchain and sell it for monopoly money — we’re off the cliff and there are only moments left, so what else is there to do?
This is the bulltard era.