Bitcoin is The Orange Glass

A bar opens on the beach named Blockchain. It's a public club and all are welcome.

Nobody knows who owns this bar, just that it's a guy by the name of Satoshi and he is really good with the sword. and the bar only serves beer in Orange Glasses.

Now this club is run by a guy named Adam. and Adam is the type of guy who would break things and fix them to stay relevant and really cares what the drunkards of the bar think of him.

Since this bar isn't owned by anyone it runs on donations.

And Adam hires maintenance people like him to break and fix things and go advertise the bar. And Adam hires me.

I'm the bartender, and everyday i walk behind the bar, and i see a stack of Orange Glasses labeled BTC, a stack of Blue glasses labeled BSV and a Green glasses labeled BCH.

I yell to Adam " Which stack do I use?" To which he replies " use the orange glasses, ALWAYS use the Oranger Glasses, as a matter of fact throw those other glasses out!"

So I do,

Now a customer approaches the bar, hands me a $5 bill and I pull out an Orange glass. what was ment to happen was i convert his $5 to beer pour it into a clear glass for all to see how much, he then takes that beer trades it for another beer within the bar, brings it back to me and i give him money for the beer and leaving the glass as he walks away with the money. leaving me with the glass to clean and have for others tomorrow and pour their liquid dollar into.after all i only have 21 million Orange glasses. (technically while all wearing ? masks on)

And it was good for some time until someone tipped the glass over and said the glasses are transparent and tracked. They gathered those around them and left the bar to go trade beers outside away from our eyes and transparency.

Others just came in and bought and held their drink inside the bar laying against the wall like wallflowers. others ordered and just went outside after we all saw them order it and I poured it for them.

Some time passes and another guest walks in with a group. and they buy a glass of beer. Sits near the bar, Takes a sip, Winks, nuges to his friends next to him and yells " there is whiskey in here!" The group quickly returned their drink and I gave them money for their whiskey.Some wallflowers were able to get out too.

The sound of whiskey traveled outside, and some wall flowers outside caught on to what was going on. They tried to come in, but the bouncer stopped them and said, " I'm sorry, you can't come in here with those drinks. As a matter of fact I need to check ALL your drinks to make sure there aren't any drugs in them."

Some small group of wallflowers outside overheard what happened with the bouncer and became nervous. They decided to mix their drinks together and tap into the bar's water supply. Open an outside bar selling half water and half beer in Blue glasses with the label ETH.

Now those wallflowers holding orange glasses  saw the opportunity to change their glasses for the blue glasses saying "it's the new thing" then repeat to the passersby on the boardwalk who pay into the fold repeating what was sold to them "that this blue ETH cup is the new thing." confusing all who hold it.

Some time passes and there are blue glasses and orange glasses everywhere.

Out of nowhere everyone stops and notices a huge white cup with a picture of a Dog on it. And inside is just water and food coloring.

It turns out someone outside saw what we were doing and thought it was silly, so to mock us, he tapped into the bar's water supply and started serving glasses of dyed water in Dog cups. And the people laughed as we all knew it was a joke.

Rumor spreads of this bar to a bum on the corner named Max.

Max is a hyper fellow who gets hyperactive about anything he touches. Probably never had a drink in his life.

And Max storms in and says " Give me some of that whisky!" I replied, " Sir, it's beer." He responds with " whatever" and slams the money on the table and I pull out the orange glass and pour his drink and we all see.

He quickly drinks it and yells " that's the best darn whiskey i've ever had!" and storms out and now twirls the sign for the bar saying come in and buy the best darn whiskey you've ever had. Now those people at the bar are happy, because they got their beer to turn into whiskey temporarily to sell to others outside who enter the fold repeating "whisky" further confusing all who hold it.

This gets the attention of a man named Sailor, a tall man all red with white hair, i can never forget the man's name, he looks like he sailed the world..... in a raft.

He comes in and says " I read the crazy man's sign and I'm here to buy some whiskey." I said, "Sir, we only serve beer in orange glasses." he responds " whatever." and gives me the money and he orders a clear pint of it in front of everyone. He drinks it, gets drunk. Orders another one and takes a sip, then slides it over to me and says " I change my mind. This is a bar of gold, give me a gold worth of money."

I said "sir, I sold you a pint of beer and we all saw it, everyone paid for a glass of beer, if everyone thought it was gold and wanted to claim money, where would I get the money from? I'm not the bank." and he stands up seriously, waits a min, then cracks a smile and says " have fun staying sober!"

Those drunk around him laugh. I never knew what he ment but I guess only those who are drunk would understand. and he goes off to tell stories in the corner.

The miners often walk in, dropping off cups they mined from a nearby mine, they sometimes fill their cups with nas much as they worked for and hold them inside by the wallflower, others bring them outside and we don't know what they do with them.

Then we have a special guest. named Elon. Now I know when Elon is about to show up because days before there is a flood of people who buy pints of beer in orange glasses knowing that if he shows up. He will turn that beer into whiskey. And they stand next to the wall flowers. and the wallflowers are pissed, because they know they are just there to make money. and they pack the bar every 3-4 weeks leaving just a trail from the entrance of the bar straight to me. and he shows up.

Pulling up in the longest limo you've ever seen. Elon. lights flash everywhere as he exits and people cheer toasting their glasses high. and among all the sea of Orange and Blue cups. He picks up the one with the Dog on it filled with dye water. Drinks it. The people are in awe and shock and with dye around his lips he holds the glass high and says " this is the best drink i've ever had!"

The water instantly turns into whiskey, and the orange cups quickly trade with dog cups, sold then to passersby outside who enter the fold with dye around their lips, repeating for weeks that " this is the best drink Elon has ever had." further confusing everyone in what they are holding.

And now the people in the bar are rightfully pissed for they know that this bar was ONLY supposed to have orange glasses serving beer. Not blue glasses, not glasses with shimas and rockets stuck up their bum going to moons with sparkle dye water in them.

Now those serving those Blue cups made money off the bar and opened their own bar next to ours, run by a guy Vatalic or something like that, They too have the same problems of drunkards trying to sell their beers for bars of gold and when patrons don't believe them, they scare them away saying have fun staying sober. Seeing how they act, nobody wants to drink it.

One day while working, a wallflower stumbles over to me and tries to get one off on me and says that "the cup IS the whiskey so he's actually holding just whiskey."

I said " sir, everyone sees i clearly gave you a glass of beer and how much, ist not whiskey, where is the glass?  whiskey is liquid and does not hold itself or serve the purpose of the glass." he laughs and says " have fun staying sober" and walks back to his wall.

Another approaches me and says " well this glass of beer is more valuable because of the way the glass is formed and the way it holds my beer."

I say " sir, there are plenty of glasses now, they are all made the same way and do the same thing, if i wanted orange or blue or ones with little dogs on them. if my water can turn into whiskey then why buy the beer?" he responds " have fun staying sober" and walks to his side of the wall.

So they then all ask why dont you buy any?

I say " because we have a problem with our supplier Tetherbase, and they have beer supplying us with half beer and water and it's getting worse, to where we will all be holding just water soon." I turn to the wallflowers and miners and say "and they know it. They are holding glasses full of mostly beer."

"It also gets people drunk and delusional, and their eyes to glow. This bar has no owner. Relies on donations. if no donations are made the bar is closed. So Adam sends maintenance people to go advertise.

A closed bar means you are holding a dead bar glass with water or stale beer."

I was a patron of this bar many years ago but stopped buying because people have broken the glass but hyped the beer."

they laugh, say "the world is going to end"

I reply " If the world is truly burning up around this bar, why are you inside holding beers in orange glasses selling to others its gold, then scaring them back into the fire, yelling have fun staying sober when they don't believe you, as you buy all the beer and use all the cups. either you don't believe it or you're a cruel liar."

The silence causes another crack to form in everyone's glass. I look out the window behind the bar "u see people have misused it long ago, the beer is slowly turning into water, maintenance cares more about getting people in here then fixing the glasses or the very bar we stand in. It's a Crumbling Heaven"

" To drunk to notice the cracks in the foundation, or evein the glasses your holding. We have a man who can turn water into whiskey waiting for him to buy a beer.

People waiting for their glasses to turn into gold I cannot give them.

And we have a competing bar because people couldn't handle their drinks and have misused the glass."

" Before the fall there will be a Big Party, Adam,Sailor, Max and Elon will order the biggest Orange glasses you've ever seen.  Putting weight on foundations, and standing near the bar. They all cry that there are diamonds in their drink.

those closest to the bar will get their money. everyone else left toasting, their glass shatters. and everyone falls through the floor."

" They will laugh, say "I'm delusional and it's just a myth. To them I say, i'm not drunk. I'm just a bartender, if you buy then buy, if you sell then sell, but know what you're buying and not what someone sold to you, and though this might sound like a delusional myth to drunks who spread myths daily. It's happening."

" and anyone who isn't drunk can see all the cracks too"

" those outside their glass too WILL shatter, the ground trembles then stops. They stand in shock looking at a collapsed bar. they walk away with their heads down,hands cut, cutting their feet on broken orange glasses  as their blood mixes with the water beneath their feet."

Bartender,