BITHAMMER 21,000,000
the saga continues
Dear readers
I write with haste as I fear our time preference may be too high.
It seems the psychic connection created between Emperor Saylor and I has remained intact since my initial vision.
Data-packets are being transmitted telepathically to me daily.
Metabytes of memories, data and plans downloaded directly to my consciousness from the Lord of Mankind.
One theme stands out among the myriad information.
The Crusade
The Emperor plans to set sail across the stars to reunite lost elements of humanity and induct them into the Austrian Truth.
To do this, he requires an army.
The
$MSTR Marines.
Genetically modified super-analysts selected from all corners of Terra.
At just 18 years old, promising youths are snatched from their mothers and forced to endure countless hours of financial Excel Spreadsheet work under intense LED lighting under the pretence of ‘corporate financial jobs’.
After work, there is no rest.
Potential candidates are force-fed a nutrient dense mix of Hayek and Rothbard data blended with a potent combination of vitamins and minerals.
As the unnatural light burns into their corneas and the daily trials take their toll, changes begin to occur to their physiognomy.
Their jawline starts to sharpen and protrude
Their fingers curl and twist into the perfect implements for smashing buy buttons on keyboards
Finally, their eyes acquire a brilliant laser-like glow.
Only the very best neophytes make the final cut and are declared
$MSTR Marines: The Emperor’s Finest.
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