You're talking about an exchange rate.

It never "crashed"

It's stupid to save any form of currency

That's very marxist of you.

🇮🇱

It's best to turn that shit into assets

Which you can sell when shit goes south

🤧

The things you own, own you. They're not assests, they're liabilities.

Go buy a car.

Okay Bruh

That car isn't worth the same as it will be in 5 years.

My money though, it will be, maybe even worth more.

Saving is VERY important.

It's literally potential energy

I cannot belive I'd be making that a case for that today.

Wow. Good chats.

>Saving money
>the government can just print more

Psst. My presuppositions include that Bitcoin is Money.

😒 I figured you'd understand this.

How old are you?

I don't include bitcoin

Cuase it's not stable

That's why you don't save money.

Becuase you support a system where nobody plays for keeps.

No you don't save money cuase it's pointless if the government can just print

You turn that monye into something you can sell anytime

😒 We're getting somewhere...

Kind of.

You have a good day.
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Husk?

May the road lead you to warm sands

Also husk as in corn husk

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epix!

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imagine not thinking it's because of capitalism