#bitcoin #BTC

In the mighty mansion called United States, there lived an old man named Uncle Sam. He wore a striped top hat, starry jacket, and had one special treasure: a glowing machine called the Magic Printer.

Every time there was trouble—be it war, pandemic, student debt, bank failure, or a squirrel shortage—Uncle Sam would smile and say:

“No problem, I’ll just print more money!”

CLICK-WHIRR-PRINT! 💵

Out came cash, clean and crisp.

At first, everyone loved it.

Farmers got subsidies.

Banks got bailouts.

Billionaires got bonuses.

And even lazy Larry got free lunch (and dinner, and dessert).

The neighbors, especially China and Japan, loaned Sam even more money because, well… he seemed responsible.

Then came the Great Stumble.

Prices started going up. First bread. Then rent. Then even hot dogs at the ballpark.

People complained, but Uncle Sam insisted:

“It’s transitory. Probably a supply chain ghost!”

So he printed more.

CLICK-WHIRR-PRINT!

But inflation kept rising.

And soon, the printer started to smoke.

One morning, the machine growled, sparks flying. A flashing warning popped up:

“⚠️ WARNING: CONFIDENCE OVERLOAD.”

The town accountant burst in:

“Sam, we can’t keep doing this! The more you print, the less our dollars buy!”

But Sam shrugged and said:

“Can’t stop now! If we don’t print, people panic. If we do print, at least they smile.”

Then one day, the unthinkable happened—the world stopped accepting the dollar.

Gas stations asked for Euros. Grocery stores preferred gold. A shady bakery took Bitcoin.

The people turned to Sam:

“Now what?”

He looked at the smoking machine, his top hat drooping, and mumbled:

“Maybe… we should’ve fixed the real problems instead of printing over them.”