@tardedlib The exact opposite. I wasn’t on a private island smoking crack. I was at the Super 8 off I95 in West Haven. Very different class of people, and with more integrity than any of those people.
Today I did the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do. My wife and I took our 5 year old son on a road trip to Disney. What we didn’t tell him was that we actually lost the house. We didn’t know what we were going to feed him or where we were going to live. The drawdown on BTC destroyed my families finances. I invested everything we had in BTC. I packed up the car with what items we had left after selling all our other worldly belongings on FB marketplace, and we hit the road. The plan is to stay with my wife’s parents until we can get back on our feet. About 7 hours into our trip, I pulled over to a gas station in just about the middle of nowhere. I pushed my son out of the car behind the gas station near the dumpster riddled with mice. “That’s Mickey and his family” I told my son, he’s going to take care of you. My wife didn’t protest. She knew we didn’t need the burden of another mouth. We drove away with tears in our eyes as the rodents over took my infant son. I wish I’d never touched crypto.