New Sode; Normally you would think NFTs are highly aligned with my values; art, fraud, scam, vapid, a sort of ponzi scheme for those without an MBA who majored in Visual Art and minored in Fascist Dance Theory. Alas, you’d be wrong, but only because they are so ugly and art auctions without paddles are without a semblance of adrenaline and theatrics. Pass.

  I’ve been saying since the Tony Blair Administration, that NFT NYC is the least relevant crypto society events, although not nearly as tragic as Tethered to Lake Cuomo. NFTs have always reeked of energy of those who missed the Solana boom and Uranium puts. I can just as easily screenshot a photo and post it on Instagram, hashtag Blockchain and NFT, print it out, Elmers glue some rainbow sprinkles, hang it next to my taxidermy and tell everyone it sold for 300k in a private sale in exchange for a gun and a few liquid AVAX gleaned from an underground subterfuge subnet. 

Normally, I would stay safely in the confines of my zero knowledge existence high on opiates and dydx perp trades, with a side order of shorting Hut8 with my housekeeper, but I made an exception. The Duchess Isabella Duke of the Upper East Side, a fellow OG glitterati Gossip Girl Pon de Replay with a hot bod and pseudo ivy league degree in Bitcoin Maximalism and Ordinals was in town. Her background is startling. She was the Head Communications of Ordinals turned Bitcoin Venture Capitalist of Art for Bitcoins. Ordinals. These are real NFT’s, with serial numbers like prisoners ala Jean Valjean In Les Misérables #24601. 

 In my quest to discover what the f**k this industry actually does, as decentralized finance sounds like Communism with an impending Soviet invasion, I remain deeply skeptical of any financial system that is not Ronald Reagan’s trickle down voo doo economics.

I trust Isabel. I have known her since we used to chainsmoke outside of the Met in Grade 8 instead of Shakespeare class because that is also how Gwyneth won the Oscar for Shakespeare in Love. All the world’s a stage Satoshi. I have watched her career transform from Diet Coach to the Stars to her journey into Satoshi’s inner circle and cultivating real NFTs on Bitcoin. I relate to a manic pendulum of a career, except that I do not have one, but relate. As the General Partner of Unchained Fund, Isabel replete with her Armani business suit, and notable accolades, assured me that Bitcoin not crypto and Bitcoin with serialized art is very different than what I have been privy to. You see, serialed art on the scarce hard money asset like gold and oil that will bank the unbanked in its rarest and purest form like the blood of Jesus Christ , where it all started,  are actually really useful NFT’s and they are harder and better.  Like a poorly trained KGB agent on the brink of defectation, I grill Isabelle on the culture of Bitcoin Maximalism and ultimately try to understand how to make Maximalism chic. Ultimately, Bitcoin maximalists are gun loving, both meat and vegan eating philosophic cowboys with deeply passionate views on sovereignty and freedom. I asked Isabel if she thought Blockchains should talk to each other, like schizophrenics and like a true fellow brilliant sophisticated deeply thoughtful worldly woman, thought perhaps. 

A brilliant sophisticated deeply thoughtful worldly woman, thought perhaps.  Maxi Culture is indeed chic with Isabel setting the tone. 

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