After recently binge-watching some old ‘Black Mirror' episodes, it got me thinking about possible dystopian scenarios driving current events. Centre-stage is just how much the outlook for Bitcoin has changed. I am reminded of the Gandhi quote…”First they ignore you, then they laugh at you, then they fight you, then you win”.

But did we really win? Let’s look carefully through the ‘Black Mirror’:

In a world increasingly teetering on the edge of centralised control and technological overreach, Bitcoin emerged as a promise — a libertarian escape hatch, a trustless system built on math, code, and distributed consensus. It was the people's money, forged in the flames of the 2008 financial crisis, immune to manipulation. Or so we believed.

For years, governments and financial elites scoffed at Bitcoin. They labeled it dangerous, volatile, a haven for criminals. And yet, slowly and then all at once, they embraced it. What was once dismissed became institutionalised. ETFs approved. Central banks allocating. Regulatory frameworks greenlit. It seemed like Bitcoin had finally won — until we realised we had been played.

As the world’s wealth rapidly migrated to the Bitcoin blockchain, its market cap surpassed everything: Apple first, then Gold, then USD, even entire national economies. This supermassive black hole devoured everything in its path but its appetite remained insatiable. In this new financial order, Bitcoin wasn’t just an asset — it was the operating system of Earth.

And then came the signature….Out of the digital ether, unannounced and unexpected, a transaction from Satoshi Nakamoto’s genesis wallet — dormant since the beginning — shook the world. No coins were moved, only a cryptographic signal: Satoshi is alive! The implications were terrifying. One million untouched BTC, valued at more than any central bank’s reserves, potentially ready to flood the market. Markets imploded overnight. Faith in the new system crumbled. Riots, collapses, revolutions — the final rugpull was complete. But who — or what — is Satoshi?

Some whispered that Satoshi Nakamoto isn’t a man but an agency. "Nakamoto" has been speculated to mean “Central Origin” or “Central Intelligence” in loose Japanese translation — perhaps a not-so-subtle wink toward the CIA or GCHQ? Could Bitcoin have been a psychological operation from the start, seeded by intelligence agencies to create the illusion of decentralisation while herding humanity into a digital corral?

Others argued it was a simulation glitch, a backdoor in the code of reality itself. Bitcoin, they say, is the cheat code — a divine or artificial exploit, planted by an alien intelligence, maybe even a super-AI sent ahead of its creators to destabilise Earth for easy future acquisition. The Satoshi wallet was never supposed to activate — only in the final stage, when enough players had ignored the clues and the "NPCs" had outnumbered the awake.

And then there was the darkest possibility of all: that the global elites were never against Bitcoin at all. Their resistance was just theatre — “thou dost protest too much” comes to mind. By pretending to suppress it, they made it more attractive. They drove adoption. They played the opposition only to control the narrative. And in doing so, they created the illusion of a people's revolution — one they architected from the beginning. All the time controlling the Satoshi wallet and the means to bring down the whole fragile house of cards with a single click of a mouse.

And what about President Trump? What part does he play? For some, he’s the final wildcard. Was he the only major figure who wasn’t part of the script — a chaotic disruptor who truly went off-narrative? Or is he a character within the play, scripted to stir the pot, to build a populist wave that would later be channeled back into the very control system it claimed to oppose?

In the end, maybe Satoshi never had a nationality. Maybe it was never a person at all. It was a story, seeded at the perfect time, with just enough mystery and brilliance to hijack the attention of the world. And when the time is right — when the system is fully in place and the population fully dependent — the final move is made.

Whether it’s an alien AI, a rogue coder, a cabal of world planners, or something stranger still, one thing is certain:

We didn’t find Bitcoin. Bitcoin found us. And now, the final boss is waiting.