I got bored writing so many Bitcoin guides, so today I have a funny letter for you. I hope you like it.
Dear Polar Bears,
Every year I read at least three sad news stories about how global warming is negatively affecting you.
That your fur color changes and I see your seals.
That the glacier is cracking and you can't get anywhere.
That high temperature snow sticks to your paws and you get injured.
That the temperature brings more pathogens out there and you get sick, blah blah.
I have only one question:
Who MADE YOU evolve to fit in that shitty place? Why? What was the bear that 200,000 years ago said:
"well, fuck the coniferous forests, I go to the north where there is permanent ice and that's it"
I see, you hold on to him that he is your ancestor. But it was an absolutely stupid idea. It's nasty out there and I don't care that you evolved to be perfectly adapted, that's bullshit. Whenever you adapt to something extremely specific, you end up in a genetic dead end from which you can't get out no matter what you do. You get stuck depending on one factor. Like panda bears with bamboo.
So what I recommend to you is to grind less and do the opposite route. As you adapted to that sinister environmental nonsense, adapt back to coniferous forests. It's exactly the same, only in reverse. You've already done the route, you know it.
I'm tired of reading news about how you are suffering because of crappy choices made by your ancestors, the most demented bears from 200,000 years ago.
It was a bold side idea and kudos to you for trying it. It's a show of courage. But do you know what is also a sign of courage? Admitting you made a bad choice and backing out when you see it's not going anywhere. Don't cling to the bad idea and get frustrated that it doesn't work out. Come back to coniferous and deciduous. There is life there. What you are doing now is already ridiculous. Almost as ridiculous as the simple perfect.
With respect and esteem, Darth.
P. S. - and don't say I never told you so...