Financial lies had always been popular in your day, for they had allowed one to sleep easier at night, once all the medication and meditation had finally worn off.
The lies coming out of the mouths of The Powers That Had Been, back in the spring of 2013, had become a 'chorus of booze', drunk on power, inebriated, and intoxicated enough to vaporize any surmounting dread associated with the upcoming financial collapse.
And it wasn't long after that infamous banking implosion in Cypress, that things really started to get out of hand.
Confidence in european banks had rapidly plummeted to an all-time low. Many Russians were pissed-off, because they had used the Cypriot banks as a safe haven for their 'investments', and if history had proven one thing, pissing-off Russians was never a good idea.
That half-baked crew running the European Union Experiment kept telling us that 'everything was under control', and that the euro-crisis was 'over'. But 'over' in America, hadn't The Powers That Had Been babbled similar nonsense right before the stock market crash of 2008?
Whenever those in power, or in politics, had said that 'everything was under control', you could always be certain it wasn't. In those days, we usually didn't elect leaders who openly declared that they hadn't a fucking clue what the hell was going on.
One promising phenomenon that was beginning to gain momentum during the monetary maelstrom of your day, was an obscure electronic currency called: Bitcoin.
Note: Interestingly, it's creator, Satoshi Nakamoto, was reported to be one of the first people aboard those early migratory ships heading to establish the Martian Colonies, in those painful but tender years shortly after our inevitable rendezvous with destiny.
Bitcoin was beginning to look more and more like an attractive prospect, as people began to lose faith in traditional currencies of exchange.
Leading up to the quixotic lancing of the quadrillion dollar derivatives bubble, there had been a mad rush into alternative currencies like Bitcoin, which was thought to have been a safe haven hedge against the volatile and turbo-turbulent money market of your era.
It also became a very "anti-establishment thang", if you 'had it in' for the Banksters, Bitcoin had appeared to be the perfect way to stick it to 'em good, whilst flipping them the digital 'bird' in the process.
The only problem was: for Bitcoin to properly function as designed, we needed a stable and functioning world economy, in order to guarantee the infrastructure necessary to maintain the usefulness of a currency like Bitcoin. But the collapse had been so utterly profound, so beyond scope and hope, that the capital being poured into Bitcoin was only hastening to collapse the pillars of an economy that had once allowed Bitcoin to flourish.
What people failed to understand was: how quickly Bitcoin would become absolutely worthless, in comparison to say, the common potato.
Certainly, one could not eat a Bitcoin... and at least if you had some gold, it could always be used to fill a few nasty cavities, or decorate one's eternal tomb, but Bitcoin?… my goodness!
Oh, and it also wouldn't be long before the religious zealots would put the ultimate kibosh on the whole thing anyway, once they had finally pegged Bitcoin as being the "currency of the Anti-Christ", designed by the Devil himself no doubt, in order to force humanity to accept a microchip implant in their right hand or forehead…yada, yada, yada.
So that momentary monetary anomaly, that currency formerly known as Bitcoin, had soon become extinct, swallowed by the void created by that vacuum we once called the global economy, and exorcized forever, courtesy of the good graces of America's fundamentalist wackjobs.
If I remember correctly…didn't they also come up with a way of taking the letters from Satoshi Nakamoto's name to create the number 666, or something like that, or am I confusing it with something else?
Here in Nova Avalon, we don't think much about those kinds of things anymore.
Future CT Village 5, Nova Avalon. Year 17 P.T.E.