/biz/ - Business & Finance

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"...what were they thinking? Is this really the current state of females in crypto?" The socially crippled white boy stopped typing.

Thumbing Blockfolio, he wrinkled his nose. Down again. Another 15% turned to vapor.

Lambo land seemed further away than ever, and so was that new hifi 8K entertainment system he promised himself if he ever hit the $50K mark in crypto.

Just $50K. Yeah, that's it. Then he'd have the next best thing to living out his interracial cuckold perversions in meatspace shrieking on the screen in front of him.

Just $50K. Then he wouldn't have to think about wiping out the last $3000 on the loan for his shitty used car. And maybe dad wouldn't squint at him next Thanksgiving, lighting another cigar, avoiding any and all discussion of jobs with the son who'd already taken three four figure loans and never paid him back.

Just $50K...it wouldn't happen today. But there was good news.

The microwave dinged. His taquitos were done.

In the background, Trump's voice echoed on the radio, vigorously denouncing the latest poll showing his approval crashing to a new all time low. The white boy smiled.

November would be another massacre for those dirty Democrats and feminists, wouldn't it?

Surely, /pol/ was always right.

And /biz/, too.

But the backlash was coming. Crypto would die by the Big Blue Wave and ball crushing regulation over the next two years. One more dagger aimed at the rich between impeachment and passing the nation's first hate speech laws.

The socially crippled white boy didn't know his days on 4chan were numbered. He didn't know all his gains would be gone and he'd be deeper in debt than ever, biting his tongue raw as his whip-tongued latina boss ordered another weekend of overtime.

The white boy shut-in didn't know that he was literally living the best days of his life. Tragic. Soon gambling funny money would be the same painful nostalgia as the days before punching sexist skinheads silent became a national past-time.