For all you Nashville Conference fans
…here’s notjustanother “I know the identity of Satoshi!” guy.
This brings to mind my wild surmise upon reading Cormac McCarthy’s final two novels, “The Passenger” and “Stella Maris” which he wrote while the artist in residence at the Santa Fe Institute.
So, OK, what deadman’s switch would John Nash have affixed to Satoshi’s infamous BTC hoard before his assassination tragic and untimely car accident that only a paranoid schizophrenic would attribute to foul play? Leave it to his wife? Oh, shucks… OK, well, maybe to his paranoid schizophrenic son from whose steady hands we can all rest assured it would not be wrested by foul play – well, we who experience such rest in assuredness because, after all, we do not suffer from such malignant hyper vigilance as do those poor souls over whom we are to watch – carefully, intensely, rigorously, relentlessly watch with hyper vigilance because, after all, we are the professional paranoid schizophrenics!
