Welcome to Crypto World—a bazaar of mad whims in the free air while happy people line up to mug-fully gobble up the digital "garbage" they say will make them afford a Lamborghini. Alchemists of the yore had exhausted themselves while attempting to convert lead into gold. In contrast, the Generation Y-and-Z simply paste a dog, cat, or a poop emoji on a coin and accelerates in the speculative feed race waiting to make the next hit.

Every day bears new tokens. Good majority actually have no functional value, no future, no other use than trapping easy suckers. Despite that, even worthless digital trophy barely making a few dollars in pocket change essentially gets valued in millions by fools as long as they run under the narrative of some "to-the moon," frenzied crowd, and influencers yelling "don't miss the train."

It's a pity how smoothly are swallowed the empty promises garbed in emblazoned, cliched jargon: accountability, return, decentralization, revolution, the future of finance. They're mostly outlets for rambling nonsense altered into gold. The wickedest twist is this: In general, the market are aware that it's crap, but they will buy into it—based exclusively on the possibility that an even stupider man may come around to pay a higher price tomorrow.

Cryptocurrency is more than technology; it is a big mirror reflecting human behavior-greedy, naive, and desperately hoping to make money with no effort. What other way to describe this modern-day alchemy of creating profit out of nonsensical expressions?