Me: They’re going to regulate crypto, this can’t be good.
Roommate: Dude, these cybercriminals are going nuts with their ransomware attacks.
Me: I know, but regulation beats the whole point of crypto.
Roommate: Would you rather have these ransomware attacks then? What about all the data breaches?
Me: No, no. That’s bad indeed. But still..
Roommate: What? What’s your point?
Me: I’m just imagining.. that if I was like a part of the 100 most important men.. who were incharge of deciding what goes on. And I wanted to regulate crypto. You know..
Roommate: Ok.. what?
Me: You know.. just imagine. I want to regulate crypto, but I don’t have a good reason.
Roommate: No way.. Are you saying.. ?
Me: Look I’m not saying that. But just think about it. If I do it without a good reason. I’d have to face public backlash. So obviously I first need to manufacture a damn good reason. Then I make a move, so now it looks like I’m the good guy.
Roommate: Dude stop corrupting my mind with stupid conspiracies. That logic must not be applied because it is a never-ending clusterfuck of cause and effect chains.
Me: Everything has become this way. You can’t really detect things like bias, propaganda or vested interests anymore.
Roommate: So you don’t have a baseline for judgement?
Me: I’m not sure. Perhaps, I am becoming insensitive to the world around me in a fuck-you-I-don’t-care sort of way.
Roommate: That is deeply concerning.
Me: I fear it will happen to all of us at some point. We’re all going to go mad trying to decide what to believe and what not to believe.
Roommate: Dude, go sleep. You are tired and way out of your mind. GN.
Me: Yea. I think that’s right. GN man.