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DRIP Has Become a Giant Turd!
While growing up, my late father sometimes told me not to “pile on.” It typically happened when one of my siblings was arguing with another and I jumped in to take sides. Other times it happened when one or more friends or teammates were picking on another and he saw or heard me also jumping in.
Thus, it is not with great pleasure that I, too, jump on the steaming pile of 💩that DRIP has obviously become to everyone besides the most ardent cultists.
Heck, I first wrote about how this scheme, which is what I refer to it as instead of “Ponzi” or “pyramid” to avoid pointless arguments over semantics, was crashing down hard when it was nearly seventy times as high as it is today, which is around eighty measly cents per token.
And that was only nine short months ago. In terms of the story’s title, it obviously was the beginning of the end as I had suspected.
So wisdom really should prevail and perhaps I should not pile on yet another negative story about…