Text丨Wanbi Houcai Chain_Mr. Laodu
The Federal Reserve's printing presses are roaring, but Bitcoin mines are shutting down around the world.
When the Golden Mountain collapsed, everything turned into smoke, and the world realized that the so-called "Golden Mountain" was nothing more than an illusion jointly concocted by Wall Street and Silicon Valley. When the Federal Reserve interest rate climbed to 4.5%, the bubble of the virtual carnival was punctured, leaving only the aftermath of the global debt crisis and countless ordinary people, including you and me, who were swallowed up by the digital illusion.
Everyone talks about mountains of gold and silver, but few people know that there is a kind of mountain in this world that can rise out of thin air and disappear out of thin air. The so-called "440,000 BTC gold mountains" are like a mirage at the peak of the roar of global mining machines. They have attracted many ordinary people to throw their lives and property into it like moths to a flame. When the illusory light suddenly dimmed and the smoke dissipated, people stretched their necks to look, and what they held in their hands was not even a grain of gold sand? Only emptiness remained, and under the emptiness, the increasingly heavy and hideous old debts and new injuries!
The American debt is ultimately a noose hanging around the necks of people all over the world, and it must always be repaid.
However, before the scorching heat of July arrives, the dark cloud of the old debt of 6.5 trillion has already weighed down heavily, like a hemp rope hanging from a beam, making people breathless. If you calculate carefully, this number is not false. The total national debt has already broken through the gate of hell of 36 trillion like a snowball! Every day when you open your eyes, the interest alone will burn 2 billion snowflakes of silver - that is the life-saving money of a city and a people for a year! In the early years, Uncle Sam was good at "shifting the world", tearing down the east wall to repair the west wall, and paying off the old debt with new debt. He was good at playing a trick, and he actually coaxed the world to peace for decades, and fooled the world. But this is a different time! Now this new debt has to pay 5 cents in interest! 5 cents! Think about the interest rate of the ten-year national debt, which is still at the gentle place of 1.25%, but now it has jumped up to the high ground of 4.5% like a wild horse. This naked extortion, do they really think that everyone in the world is blind? It is obvious that they have dug a deep pit, but they have to lay a layer of gold foil on the edge of the pit to lure those greedy people to jump in one after another. Isn't this calculation more despicable than that of the gamblers in the market? The gamblers are just borrowing a pot of tomorrow's wine, but what they are gambling is the coffin of the entire country's destiny!
A wine debt is also a debt, and you must pay it back if you don't pay it back. If no one cares about the new debt, won't the old debt become an unsolvable dead end? Just look at the national debt due in June, it's like a giant beast opening its mouth, swallowing 30% of the annual due amount! The abacus beads of Wall Street bankers are clacking loudly, and the deficit on the account book is like poisonous weeds after spring rain, growing wildly. The wound of last year's deficit of 1.7 trillion has not yet scabbed, and new wounds have been added this year. The debt-to-GDP ratio has already broken through the 120% hell gate, which is 30% higher than the doomsday scene before the fall of the Roman Empire! Alas, the world and human hearts are generally like this: when borrowing money, they are eloquent and make thousands of promises; when repaying debts, they become rolling meat and make all kinds of excuses. The so-called "paper tiger" in the past is not even as good as a paper tiger today. It is clearly a "paper money tiger" - even the paper money that fools ghosts and gods may not be printed soon!
Once the foundation of the US dollar decays, the hegemony building will be in danger of overturning in an instant. Which of the overseas creditors is not a thousand-year-old fox? At this moment, they are holding the hot account books with a sneer on their lips: the island country of Japan holds 1.13 trillion in debt, the land of China holds 780 billion, and even a small country like Belgium has staked 300 billion in its assets! The former vassal states, seeing that the big tree is about to fall, how can they not scatter like birds and beasts? Even the allies on the surface are holding the account books at this moment, looking at this big drama with cold eyes, and calculating their own little calculations in their hearts. The central bank of the Eurozone quietly sold tens of billions of US bonds last month, and the rolling oil dollars of the Saudi prince turned around and pounced on the golden hard currency. It is clear that no one is willing to believe even this "paper money" trick. As for the much-talked-about "tariff war" and the bluffing "trade knife", they are nothing but the ravings of a dying man on his sickbed, which only add to the laughing stock!
The world is in turmoil. How can we allow those who deceive the world and steal reputation to sit on the altar for a long time? The day when the debt piles up is the time when the seemingly indestructible credit body collapses. When the mountains and rivers are exhausted, we will see how the once glorious hegemony will crack, turn into powder, and scatter in the wind of the four wildernesses. No matter how the Federal Reserve's printing press works day and night, spewing green paper like a waterfall, how can it be faster than the cold and calculating scale in the hearts of the people of the world?
Everyone says that capital is like a tiger, it will eat anyone it chooses. But they don't know that this tiger will eventually die of starvation! Thirty-four trillion dollars of blood and flesh cannot fill a bottomless mouth of greed.
Mr. Lao Du named the golden-haired wealthy businessman "Mr. Great Country", which is quite appropriate. With his left hand, he pointed to the sky and the moon, describing his grand plan; with his right hand, he tightly grasped the noose of debt, circling around the globe, lighting firecrackers from time to time, making the rivers and seas boil. What a big paper cover with golden and jade appearance! Now the ink on the paper still has a fresh fishy smell, just like the gorgeous cover painted with gold and phoenix on the stage. From a distance, the golden light is dazzling, but from a close look, it is shocking - under the gold powder, there are holes bitten by insects and rats, and the rotten wood can't stand! Some people waved the flag and shouted "lower interest rates", shouting at the top of their lungs, as if it was raining from the sky. They pointed to the falling energy bills and the slightly reduced egg prices. The price tags on the street were like actors in makeup, bowing to the world with lowered eyebrows. However, under the oil lamps of the common people, the copper coins jingled, but the rice bags they exchanged for became lighter and lighter - the word "降" (reduction) outlined in red pen on the account book was clearly written with the sweat and tears of the common people!
Looking at Europe again, the sugar water was poured in rounds and rounds, for seven times. The tired old horse licked his lips symbolically, but his hooves sank deeper into the mud and could not move. The housekeeper, who was ridiculed as "Mr. Taichi", held the ancestral red sandalwood abacus and poured the silver ingots into the brocade bag in a serious manner. As the beads crackled, all that fell out were useless silver dregs. If you ask what the tax silver is used for? The schools, railways, and warships built by our ancestors a hundred years ago seemed like gold bricks and jade tiles falling from the sky; but people today have to pinch their noses and take the last copper coin out of their dry pockets! Deep in the vault, the rats kept gnawing, as if mocking: the hole is getting bigger and bigger, and the life-saving brown rice chaff in the rice jar has become a sacrifice to the altar!
If interest rate cuts are really a panacea that can fill hungry stomachs, why wait until chickens and eggs are broken and the dead bodies are overflowing before reciting the true sutra? It's just a clumsy trick of a puppet. Those thin silk strings are tied with heavy gold ingots on one end and tied to the ballot box on the other end. The people on the stage are still singing the high-pitched tune of "inflation has been tamed", but the audience below the stage has already seen through the festering scars under the thick makeup. It's not just the "Mr. Qiao" who is unconscious? Those who are willing to play deaf and dumb with their eyes open and call a zebra a zebra are the real "famous actors" in this doomsday drama who are good at "singing, reciting, acting and fighting". Those who you can't wake up are the big names who pretend to be asleep forever!
Sitting alone in front of the computer typing, watching the numbers rise and fall like the tide, like the clanging of iron chains of death. Some people are willing to pawn their ancestral roof tiles, and some are so crazy that they are willing to bet their wives and children, just to chase the red and green intertwined curves. In their crazy pupils, it is clearly the book of life and death drawn by the red pen of the judge in front of the Yama Palace.
I stood up and turned on the light, casting a huge black shadow on the wall - the shadow sometimes looked like a greedy Pixiu, sometimes like a panicked monkey. The numbers are still rising wildly, but the lamp oil will eventually burn out. When the east is bright, this full-screen carnival will turn into the sobbing of a deserted house. The 440,000 Bitcoin gold mountains that have disappeared, along with the debt cliff of 36 trillion US dollars, will eventually turn into a heavy sigh in the depths of history. What did we get! What did we get? We got nothing? We got nothing!! Last night's extravagance was just a bloody bill paid in advance for this morning's sobbing.
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Text丨Wanbi Houcai Chain_Mr. Laodu