Integrity is Paramount to Bitcoin’s Success

In: Bitcoin, Mish-mash, Red Said

I wrote the following on the Coingeek’s Craig Wright 2nd Interview comment area, but don’t know if it will be allowed by the moderator. I made a few minor corrections to the doc and added a few details.

If anyone would like to send satoshis because they gained something from reading it, I will graciously accept them. I did have $30 in bitcoin donated to me for the Vegas panel which seemed ironic. However, no amount of money can make up for the stress, loss of time, and loss of respect due to the disparagement, caused by Craig and those associated with him, that I have suffered for nearly 2 years.

I refused to do any interviews about my relationship with Craig, as well as refused to do a feature in a major publication. I also did not provide a defense to the trolls who said horrible things about me, causing my three grown children to beg me to abandon this project and those associated with it. I told my kids it was a family matter. Bitcoin has been my family, since 2011, for better, or for worse.

Bitcoin has not been an asset for me. It has not been an investment to add to my portfolio. It was insurance against being destitute because I made a decision when I was 12 years old that the State’s sole purpose is to destroy the individual, and I could not bear to live a life on those terms. I am not interested in seeking permission from anyone to keep the fruit of my labor or be granted partial ownership over that which I steward. Bitcoin is the first sign of hope that I have encountered in 37 years for anyone to be able to create, profit, own, and then leave a legacy behind that says, “I left the world better than I found it.” ~ M7 AKA Bitcoin Belle


I think, Craig, that people are interested not in your opinion, but rather in facts. You can say all sorts of things, and you and I both know that you do that quite well. But this is a community that requires facts and demonstrations of claims. Thus far, you are coming up short on both of these requirements.

Nick Szabo suggested that you write a paper on your claim that Bitcoin is Turing complete. He is someone who has provided a wealth of knowledge and leadership in computer science, economics, smart contracts, and cryptocurrency. You have not done so thus far, but instead, have garnered several people to collude with you in your claim that you are Satoshi Nakamoto without offering any verifiable proof. You also huff and puff about your accomplishments but the evidence of those is also lacking.

Vitalik Buterin made the point, while on stage with Gavin, that if something is true, it is most efficient to prove that in the most simple of terms, in response to your elaborate schemes. And yes, I call them schemes.

If you are interested in being a man of character and integrity, you have some explaining and apologizing to do. To me. I may be a mouthy broad, but nobody can accuse me of lacking integrity, nor using people for my gain and at their expense. I gave no interviews and in no way profited from my private 6 months of near daily communication with you. I am the only one to have interacted with you who can say that.

So whether in character or in deed, you have shown yourself to be a swine at best. Obviously not cured.

Bitcoin Belle AKA M7 AKA Michele Seven

A New Spin on “More Christ”

In: Mish-mash, Mom's Oracles, Red Said

To My Dear Friend Derrick J,

With the aroma of savory foods wafting from my kitchen, infused with the scent of pine-needled, Christmas decorations, I found myself thinking of you this morning. If you were here, we would be having so much fun cooking, sprucing, baking, singing, and dancing together while we make everything pretty. My thoughts were interrupted by Aziza who read aloud a Facebook post of yours declaring your distaste for all things “Christmas”. Since I know how much you love a grand soiree, I am convinced your disdain is for the overwhelming reminder that you are an atheist living in a Judeo-Christian stronghold. Please allow me to dispel a few notions and focus on what we know to be true.

Let’s cast aside the fact that neither can you prove that God does not exist nor can I prove that He does. For to make my points, it is not necessary to consider God or the Christ but rather the man, Jesus, about whom there are countless historical references and who, for all intents and purposes, is “the reason for the season”.

What we know for certain about Jesus, the man, is that he was crucified for the treasonous act of denying the divinity of Caesar- you know the guy who Jesus refused to exact taxes for from his disciples…For that reason alone, he deserves respect. He said “No” exercising his humanity, refusing to bow even to the point of death. But he didn’t just die. He was beaten, scorned, laughed at, spit upon, forced to carry the weapon which would kill him, and still, there is not one account of him retaliating verbally or physically nor attempting to blame anyone, demonstrating fierce manliness and a refusal to be a victim. Bravo, he is at least a god of a man!

Could you or I do that, my sweet friend? I would like to think that my principles are the essence of my being and therefore intrinsically woven in a way that I would cease to exist without them. However, I really do not want to ever be challenged to that degree. You have certainly been confronted by the State and know firsthand the hate and thievery that comprises it. Like him, you were accused unjustly. And that sucks!

So what did this man say that was so horrible to cause the religious leaders and statists to murder him? Well lotsa stuff. But what I find to be universally applicable and certainly a threat to those who would promulgate the need for force are the Two Laws he claimed summed up all the rest: Love God with all your heart, soul, mind, and strength; love your neighbor as yourself. I claim that these laws sufficiently and universally apply to all. For those who believe in God, great, you’ve heard it before. But for you, darling, if there is no God, then that means that You are the most all-knowing, all-powerful being of YOUR life in which case, yes, loving yourself perfectly is your job and then…see law #2. And YOU know why this is such a threat: Love conquers fear and without fear, darkness has no power to control. Love is the answer to all of the interesting questions.

As you stroll about catching a tune from a Christmas carol, remember what you share in common with the man for whom it was written- a fierce and determined love of humanity and an unwillingness to bow to the State as your God. Also, it is not Jesus, the Christ, or even Christians who you are angry with but rather the statists, in collusion with the corporatists, who use the memorial of the event to control the masses- you know, the ones we are trying to free.

I have mad love for you!

Forever Your Flame Dame,


My Bitcoin Video Faves

In: Mish-mash, Red Said

I was first introduced to Bitcoin in 2011 while living in New Hampshire as part of the Free State Project and co-hosting on Free Talk Live. Although my discretionary monies were confiscated  by the CA Tax Franchise Board and my trading account levied by the I Ruin Souls gang, which precluded me from purchasing Bitcoin, tips and gifts drew me into the marketplace earlier than otherwise would have been possible. So, despite thieves shutting down my ability to transact as I had for two decades, providing jobs and blessings with the fruit of my labor voluntarily, patience and staying-the-course rewarded me.

Bitcoin has enabled me to be productive in a way that the political system, that is intertwined with the USD would otherwise deprive me of, to the loss of not only the robbers I refuse to pay, but also those who benefit from my willingness to conduct commerce and trade. In other words, the doers. And it is just the beginning. The very beginning. Cryptocurrency is the most exciting, revolutionary, and important contribution I have witnessed in the 34 years I’ve been an advocate for freedom.

The following are my current favorite videos, and along with Satoshi Nakamoto’s love letter are what I recommend to people who want to understand what I consider to be the highest potential for Bitcoin- the ownership of the fruit of one’s labor.

1)  Bitcoin Crash Course with Andreas Antonopoulos @aantonop

2) How Bitcoin Will End the Nation State @jeffreyatucker


3) Roger Ver “The Bitcoin Jesus”;s 1000 BTC Bet Made Good @rogerkver

4) Jeff Berwick

And then there is this which I just love… Definitive History of Bitcoin

Wake up Darling

In: Mom's Oracles, TNT (Think Nice Thoughts)

You know those dreams you have from which you desperately do not want to wake? Imagine if that was just your brain showing you what life could be like if only you would wake up and do whatever it is that you’re dreaming. What if what it is that distinguishes you from others who seem to reach out effortlessly and take hold of that fruit and take a big bite is simply that you refuse to believe that it’s possible? That somehow you are stuck in this false conception that sleeping is for dreaming and waking is just living without dreams. Picture. Plan. Pursue. Persist. Persevere. Play.


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Fall But Not Falling

In: Mish-mash, Mom's Oracles, Red Said

Good morning. Fall is frantically and fiercely upon us. Jewel-tone foliage has created a kaleidoscope of images to remind of change. I am uncertain if it is the autumn season and my body’s natural inclination to settle in, or that now, doing the same things, in the same place, for nearly a year, my mind and spirit have had a chance to catch up to my body and I’ve found my groove. I wonder if this means that I will be moving again soon.

I watched a movie last night that had an incredible monologue. It was as eloquent and poignant as it was philosophically sound. The character played by Ruben Blades  delivers a deathblow as he weaves us through the tragic truth that we create our realities. He says that when we come upon a crossroad, the decisions that led us there were made long before and cannot be undone; our ability to accept our reality determines the next one. I say “tragic” because in the case to which I’m referring, unfathomable and inescapable pain is about to engulf one who cannot avoid the consequences of the choices he made. Though a victim, his choices dictated the reality in which he was victimized. There was another choice with another crossroad in another reality not created.


However, as with the changing seasons, the ebb and flow of tides, the cycles of the moon, the molting of the snake, we are meant to grow, transition, decay, and then be re-born anew, only stronger, more resilient, fuller so that we too can have more foliage and thereby more jewel tones. Only, unlike all of nature, humans have the distinction of being able to decide when that change will occur and thereby create a reality that will direct toward a certain crossroad different from the one we would have arrived at with different choices. It is very anti-fate. (Unless of course you are Freud who believed it didn’t matter what you did because in the end we all get fucked by our moms.)

Whereas the protagonist in the The Counselor was faced with a self-imposed dilemma dictated by his own unchecked greed, we, as individuals, have the opportunity minute-to-minute, day-to-day, season-to-season, really, decision-to-decision to make those choices that will create win-win realities. It is very difficult however. Or at least it is for me. I don’t naturally do the right thing for myself, nor even the most well-thought-out thing. Or I haven’t in the past. And that has led to many an unwanted crossroads. I’m highly emotional and have often been very reactive. Flexible and balanced from all the adjusting and readjusting, however, I’m lacking roots and stability.


But one thing is certain and that is that I change. As the minute passes, the next one begins, and so do I. Sometimes, many times, that change has involved moving. Shedding one life for another. And with the decision to move, I created a certain reality for myself. And in all of those realities, there were unavoidable crossroads. Hmm…I wonder if I stopped wandering, where would I be? Not unchanged but maybe unmoved.




Caste Crass

In: Mish-mash, Red Said

A week ago, my adult-aged daughter told me about a new series on Showtime that has me hooked. Masters of Sex. Set in the 50’s right smack in the “good old days”, the settings are reminiscent of Happy Days with sweet Mrs. Cunningham, Lucy, the perfect, albeit nutty wife of Ricky, and of course, the Beave’s mom, when ladies never go out without their lipstick, hat, and gloves. And if you recall, husbands and wives slept in separate beds. (Note: the Flintstones were the first TV couple to share a bed.)

Masters is the name of the OBGyn who, along with his female assistant, set out to scientifically quantify the orgasm experience for women- a feat not so easily done when sex for pleasure was basically verboten and women were knocked out during childbirth after being “put away” once they’d begun to “show”. It is a fascinating subject considering it was only 60 years ago and women have had the ability to climax since the dawn of man. Freud is referenced in one episode when a clip of him is shown where he claims that a clitoral orgasm is a result of an undeveloped mind. Ha! If that were the case, we’d all want to be stupid, I can assure you!

The significance for me is the timing as well as the obvious titillating subject matter that can quite honestly suffice to get things warm as I have been working on a book which I will title, “Why Be Equal When You Can Be Better?” I loathe feminists who claim they want equality, expending countless hours on breaking the glass ceiling while over 70% of their sisters in India use moon cups courtesy of MIT or torn rags to tend to their menstruation hygiene.  As is indicated in the storyline of the show, a female must start with basic ownership over her own vagina in order to be a woman. So for you so-called feminists out there, send the ladies some tampons, pads, and a vibrator.

Ironically, there is a commercial airing in India that has caused quite a stir. See for yourself how the opportunity to not be regarded as used goods, according to a jeweler trying to widen the net of potential customers, has the whole country talking…or well, maybe the 12% who have access to hygiene products anyway. The rest of the women still can’t even mention their vagina since it is a profane word. And yes it is barbaric…but only one generation behind the United States. At least it isn’t as bad as Sudan where women are “circumcised” (they’re clitoris is removed) so they do not succumb to the natural urge to be a whore.


The Beauty of Pain

In: Mish-mash, Mom's Oracles, Red Said

Beauty is defined as: the quality or aggregate of qualities in a person or thing that gives pleasure to the senses or pleasurably exalts the mind or spirit. According to this particular definition, I think that it is safe to say that beauty is not necessarily pretty. In fact, I would argue that what I have found to be most beautiful is rarely pretty. More often than not, it is within a state of agony and pain that we can uncover what is the essence of beauty- the sacred place within that blisters our heart, changing our being, branding us forever, hence the exaltation of mind or spirit.

The look of a woman giving birth without the use of “pain killers” is one such image. Face is blotchy, make-up, if there was any, is now sweated off, leaving raccoon smudges, nostrils are flaring, brows furrowed as eyes squint in an intense effort to will one’s physical being to labor on beyond what only a contraction ago seemed impossible. And then, the baby comes and with it the elation of a job well done, a goal accomplished, one’s self-worth increased.

A runner at the end of a long race that has demanded more of his body than his legs and heart could handle is another. A runner like Pre who knew that you might beat him, but you’d have to bleed to do so. He crossed the finish line completely spent and used up physically and yet, there was still a wildness in his eyes and an intensity of focus that was undeterred. That singularity of intent translates into achievement of purpose, enveloping while exuding success. That sweet smell.

Intertwined like yin and yang, masculine and feminine, tragedy and hope, pain and beauty are married in such a way that make the sum not only greater than the parts but dependent on one another for full expression.


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How it Works People

In: B.I.T.C.H.E.S., Mish-mash, Red Said

Over the last three decades, I’ve discussed the immorality of Government while sharing the message of voluntary agreements as the only moral option. Whenever I have found opposition, it is always in relation to three perceived problems: who will protect “us” from “them”; who will enforce contracts; and what about the needy. Answers include options such as private security, voluntary associations, mutual aid societies, etc. More often than not, the last one is what is most scoffed at…”Nobody is that generous”; “people will starve”; “it’s not fair” are some common responses. I contend that those are all lies perpetrated by the Government. Lies to convince you that you are a bad person who needs governing and that left to yourself, you would abandon all compassion and empathy for your fellow man, despite countless examples showing otherwise.

Jason King, in Pensacola Florida, is one example of someone who saw a problem and sought a remedy…but not at the expense of others without their consent, as the State would suggest is the only viable option. Sean’s Outpost is a homeless shelter for those who have come upon hard times for whatever reason and need help. Inspired by someone whom he met at his best friend’s funeral, he started the shelter and named it in Sean Dugas’ honor to memorialize him. More information on Jason and the use of Bitcoin to support his charity can be found at

And most recently, Jason has come forth with the exciting news that Satoshi Forest, a property that was purchased via Bitcoin- the dreaded cyber currency that Michael Bloomfuck and the Federal Government cannot seem to eradicate from today’s savvier, soon-to-be Government-free society which will soon end the plight for some homeless people on this 9 acre parcel. Bravo Jason King! And welcome to B.I.T.C.H.E.S.


In: Mish-mash, Mom's Oracles, Red Said

Backwards Day at Rancho Santa Fe Elementary School was a fun day for my kids. Apparently, it is a common event nationwide when kids wear their clothes backwards, walk backwards, and eat their dessert first. Some can get really creative- one young girl wrote her schoolwork backwards. Though I thought it just a fun way to break up the monotony, I am starting to think that it is all a conspiracy to train us to think that what is backwards is correct.

Trying to pass a few minutes while in between tasks, I checked out recommended videos on Youtube yesterday and came across one that has gone viral. Here it is if you’ve not yet seen it. And don’t worry, the time you spend watching it can actually be considered an investment in your education.

Yes, this “news” anchor actually said what you think she said. And no, she did not read the book, nor do any actual fact-checking about Reza. And yes, the theme of the show is supposedly about spirited debate. (I think that Reza and Russell Brand ought to be awarded Emmy’s for Best Anchor and Best Expose. Just sayin’>)

Now, the title of my post is “It’s All Backwards” so there must be an opposite to which we can contrast this joke of a news anchor and news show. And I have just the ticket. Funny enough, I was recently asked where I get my “news” from a less-than stalwart opponent in a political debate and I jokingly responded, “Jon on The Daily Show”. Well, am I a prophet, or what?



Now I am not claiming that I agree or disagree with what Dr. Aslan is claiming. I am simply pointing out that Fox published a news show that was clearly lacking in anything newsworthy and even worse, the anchor was ignorant of the rules of scholarly debate which is the premise of the show; and a comedy show featured an actual interview that left the audience more knowledgeable about the author, his book, and some of the arguments that support his claims. In other words, news was provided.

There was one claim that was made with which I wholeheartedly agree: Not all who follow Jesus are Christians and not all who are Christian follow Jesus. Yep.

Brand Lands Job at MSNBC

In: Mish-mash, Red Said

Dear Mr. Brand,

There has been such an elevated buzz in the offices since news of you agreeing to join our team was learned. The newly-formed relationship was announced on Morning Joe today during the segment, “What Happens When You Suck at Your Job?”  Marketing executives believe that Everyone Loves Their Own Brand, though a poignant title, may be too long given the short attention span of many of our listeners. How about Brand-Aid?

That idea was suggested by Mika’s assistant, Jane Bennett, who has been the victim of profuse pronoun pelting as well. Additionally, she too has a unique look and an imperceptibly non-understandable way of speaking and will therefore, we believe, be a most suitable co-host for your etiquette segment.  And because she is not a stilted, sexually-repressed, intellectually slothful “blond”,  we do not foresee any hiccups due to carbonated drink bottles. Speaking of the plastic eyesores you were kind enough to point out as environmentally unsound, they will be replaced with a lovely china set with which Ms. Bennett will gladfully pour tea each show.

Now, there is just one teensy weensy item needing to be ironed out. It is a silly matter really and one I am sure will be easily resolved. A precise checklist will be written-up by our legal team for you to sign prior to your first episode. And don’t worry, the Tweeters and Facebookers who work so furiously disseminating information will not have access to that list. Though that gaggle will not, the NSA will, of course, because our MSNBC family believes in your safety and security.

And it truly is for your safety and security that the checklist was suggested in the first place. After all, in light of Michael Hasting’s tragic murder, the press really cannot have any assurance of either safety or security to speak at will. You must admit that is fair since the media ought not to have special privileges not shared by the public. I am sure you will agree when you see it, that the aforementioned checklist is hardly a sacrifice compared to the value of your safety and security. A few of the restricted topics include Bradley Manning, Edward Snowdon, and Cannabis Cure. The others are a bit more general and will be explained in detail in your contract.

I do so look forward to seeing you around; you are just so fun to look at. In fact, you remind me of my first crush, David Cassidy, in whose eternal words my thoughts run, “I Think I Love You”. Have a wonderful holiday weekend. Don’t you feel blessed to be allowed to live in a country that has a 4th of July and where God’s grace shines on thee as is evidenced by no bombs bursting in air here?

Most sincerely,

Ima Notsobright