Choose (fiat) life.

Choose the hamster wheel.

Choose wage slavery.

Choose inflation as theft, silently stealing your savings while prices soar.

Choose high time preference, fiat breeding impulsive urges that force you to spend now before your money melts away.

Choose debt-fueled consumerism, credit cards chaining you to endless loans and interest that devour your future, pushing you to buy what you don't need with cash that isn't real.

Choose the price of a pint, 30 years ago a tenner bagging a full round in London, now barely scraping change from one, turning everyday joys into unaffordable jests.

Choose fiat as a Ponzi scheme, relying on endless new debt to pay off the old, toppling when the fresh suckers and inflows finally run dry.

Choose shoddy modern buildings thrown up in weeks, lasting mere decades, versus centuries-old masterpieces forged in ages of patient craft that fiat's frenzy flattens.

Choose an inflationary beast that demands eternal expansion to stave off collapse, yet sermons 'consume less' for the earth's sake - rank hypocrisy rinsed away like yesterday's suds.

Choose the Cantillon effect, where the rich get richer first from freshly-printed money, spending it before the debased junk trickles down to you.

Choose the wealth gap widening, fiat devaluing the masses while elites surf the inflation surge.

Choose quantitative easing, central banks flooding the system with fresh fiat money to prop up failing markets and dilute your wealth.

Choose legalised counterfeiting, inflation as state-sanctioned forgery - counterfeiting is just criminalised inflation without the government's nod.

Choose seigniorage flipped on its head, governments pocketing printing profits while taxpayers cover Bank of England losses on bank windfalls - a hidden tax turned stealth subsidy siphoned from your pocket.

Choose privatising the gains, socialising the losses - elites pocketing fiat booms, you footing the busts.

Choose central banks pulling strings, manipulating markets in a rigged game you can't win.

Choose CBDCs, programmable pounds that track every transaction, turning your spending into surveillance and your freedom into fiat's fine print.

Choose fiat without foundation, backed by nothing but bureaucrats' bluster and blind trust, a failed experiment kicking the can down the road.

Choose the Weimar Republic, Venezuela's million-percent madness, Argentina's chronic crashes, wheelbarrows of cash for a loaf of bread and a pint of milk.

Choose the forever wars, funded by endless money printing, feeding the military industrial complex.

Choose modern day imperialism, France's grip on the CFA franc and America's dollar hegemony, the IMF and World Bank, ensnaring nations in debt traps that bleed them dry and impoverish millions in the shadows of 'stability'.

But why would I want to do a thing like that?

I chose truth.

I chose scarcity.

I chose sovereignty.

I chose sound money.

I chose Bitcoin.