Glitter Ledger

New ‘Sode. Alas, as I sit polishing my ninja green Birkin bag buckle, alone after being dumped by a ParaFI partner, I ponder what went wrong in 2024 in Glitter and Crypto. There was the horrifying misunderstanding at Neiman Marcus ETH Denver that resulted in my shoplifting misdemeanor, the disappointing lack of staking in the ETH ETF that left most of my circle lightly slitting their wrists to the soundtrack of Usher Let it Burn, NFTs left completely out of the ERA’s tour, Caroline Ellison’s refusal to wear anything cute at her trial, .   I am high on AI generated meth with excitement for the 2025 Chinese New Year of the Snake, which can only bring good fortune.  I have so many hopes and dreams for 2025 that I hope my AI avatar bot can pin to my vision board in time for the year new me new meme coin. 

I digress. 

My guest is the fabulous Susan Oh. AI Afficiando who was recently beat up in a hotel room by her co-founder (and is OK) and was able to stop at Glitter Ledger Headquarters on her way to press charges before heading back to Bali. Susan has the IQ of Marilyn Monroe. Her story upbringing is fascinating. She and her  family fled South Korea's military dictatorship and then left Iran before the Ayatollah took over; and she family assumed refugee status for 8= months in the UK, before they were sponsored in Canada, where she grew up. She then became a teenage chain smoking punk rocker out at gay discos. 

Susan then had a career in journalism, media, AI and crypto all mixed together in a big clay pot thrown into a  Kiln of glitter and madness before developing her baby Muckr AI, a company that uses AI to flag disinformation. Unfortunately, the funding has had some interesting bumps. Listen on. 

Happy New Year. 

#GlitterLedger. 

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Whist I was manically refreshing my Crypto Fidelity page while smoking a joint praying for better spreads and a painless brazilian wax, it occurred to me that this new cycle will hit different. Alas I wager we will see less of the pitiful tech bros peddling nonsensical seasons of DeFi summers and meaningless phrases like interoperable metaverse masking their low confidence in newfound stoicism and Marcus Aurelius Bullshit- but of what is to come remains remarkably unknown. Deep in the confines of my own imagination, I still wonder, is it cool to Love Trump if my Bitcoin earnings finance my donation to a do nothing liberal organization. 

Alas, with prices higher than losers at Burning man I still remain on my somewhat asbergers yet violent quest armed with my baccarat bedazzled magnifying glass to discover if people are actually using this shit.

 I see everyone with a networth that can finance a qui qong instructor and a ski chalet in Verbier purchase crypto at Fidelity. Why? Because ultimately, my banker is my best friend. Show me a rich person lending on Aave save for Stani and I will show you an Alvin Ailey Dancer who voted for Trump. Ce n’est pas possible. 

I digress; My guest is the ever so fabulous hot crypto power mom fellow podcast host Fund Partner Keli Callaghan. I met Keli deep in the trenches of Covid in a Cafeteria somewhere in Gstaad. She educated me on the deep misrepresentations of both masks and Algorand, wildly misunderstood concepts that played a crucial role in the health of our society and their impacts will be studied for years to come. 

Despite her no longer being at Algorand, Keli drove its marketcap to astronomical proportions resulting in Keli’s undeniable fame. She has over 20K X followers leading her to require a security team at Glitter Ledger Headquarters.

Keli currently serves as the Partner and Chic Growth Officer of Arrington Capital alongside Michael Arrington. She is so much more than your typical soulless one dimensional crypto VC with no meaningful thoughts or insights. Keli has a long history of marketing and storytelling for brands in the traditional world of actually working. She also studies how to manipulate people and how to find psychopaths amongst us in a course that one must be specially recommended for. Her insights on leadership, luck, and career development are insightful without being trite or pathetic. She is smart, hilarious and could have hosted this show herself. 

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New ‘Sode. Alas, I will now be recording at the #WhiteHouse either from Tiffany Trump’s closet or under Monica Lewinsky’s workstation desk depending on what is avail.

Ipso-facto the election results of crowning First Lady #Melania Knauss, present a manic bi-polar conundrum for a bulimic alcoholic social climbing woman of the world in crypto contemplating a pivot to AI and treason also looking for a board position at la Musay D'orsay. 

How do I feel about the results of the election? 

Depends on who is asking dahling. 

To one group of my nearest pals of the Hollywood pseudo European Chateau Marmont Liberal Media Elite, I am dripping with a duhty combination of foam and blood. Its a horror show. That man is a fascist orange menace with a penchant for racism, misogyny, lies, and represents devastation.  

Yet; to my pollypocket polymarket web3 crypto memecoin #Enron boomer options traders with a penchant for hookers and charity, who are building a better internet, I am smiling like a normal person and shouting Donald Trump, I love you and your whole family Maga-GodBless-Solana-And-Mexican-Walls-All-oVer-My-Hot-Pilates-Body-Ciprianni-Biscotti

Regardless.

I am proud to be a Nomadic American with loyalties to Oil/ Tether producing nations. 

The country divided like SUI and Aptos?  Look on the bright side, who cares. As aside from immigration and #Botox , the only things I truly care about are good looking friends of whom I can borrow money. 

As such, I have borrowed an obscene amount of money from my guest Nathan Bekerman. He has starting resemblance to #AtticusFinch if the Counselor had been Latin Miami Royalty, Nate and I met many years ago at a crypto #FTX car conference in the slums of Mexico where I was desperate for a car wash and some #prenuptial advice. Nathan was able to provide both due to his stints at J.P. Morgan  and at his previous company Wash My Whip. We became fast friends when I realized he was #bilingual and well educated. 

He has eliminated the lack of sex appeal in crypto key management security as the newest Head of Product at Station70, a security company spearheaded by the now defunct and shamed #BlockFi. 

Ipso facto it is clear from this interview that he is a master #Aristotliean thinker of our time as we deep dive through the social hierarchies of conferences where he poses profound questions such as “Is anyone in crypto a colleague or is everyone a friend?”

Nate and I also clarify how when my 89 year old husband tragically dies in a tragic freak jet ski accident how I will be able to uncover the mass amount of memecoins of cmrockets and peanuts that he has left in his wake. 

Station70’s new toolings are the delightful side order to one's will. Alas, it is clear that beyond Station70s boringly stringent key management interface- that Nate goes into, its second to die policies of what's to come will allow all second wives sleep soundly a true use-case for crypto. #GlitterLedger 

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New Sode: Alas, Continuing on that conference junkie circuit in search of the divine combination of Nirvana  and  web3; I find myself chainsmoking at a side event amongst two poorly dressed founders looking for the exit to my black car. Upon a maniacal asbergery exit resulting in a skinned bloody knee and a spilled watered down Vodka soda and a Limoncello flavored roofie, I manically texted my accountant to purchase a gas  memecoin in the hope that I can 100x and purchase a  custom Valentino for the Paris Crillon Deb Ball.  

Ipso facto, in between lip injections and bulimia I am building a new L1  designed by the anti semitic ghost of Galliano that does not solve the trilemma dilemma Coachella Nutella but instead allows you to talk about crypto without ever mentioning crypto. Its investors includes a few poorly funded terrorist organizations and Planned ParentHood. If you’re keen for the handwritten deck, you can send me a Direct Message on my Palm Pilot

I digress.

It is rare I allow a woman to grace Glitter Ledger Headquarters unless they have Mob ties or can get me a table at Rao’s.  I also like to be the prettiest and am hoping I’ll get laid after recording. Alas, I made the startling exception with the former Duchess of WeWork turned blockchain Recipe aficionado Lisa Grimm. You see Lisa and I recorded over the summer, but the episode was blatantly offensive replete with startling accusations of some of blockchain’s elite that I purposely burned the episode to a foaming ash under the Dolomites for it never to be discovered. After convincing Lisa to record with me and multiple assurances that this episode would not be lost, she agreed to shill her newest company Roux. Roux is a website to share recipes using the blockchain which is too bad because I know nothing about the kitchen or the computer.

Lisa Grimm has the most fascinating career history what with serving as the hottest host at the crème da la crème restaurants from the coasts of New York City to Burkina Faso before infiltrating the world of tech and blockchain delirium notwithstanding a short stint at WeWork, or as I like to call it, NoYouWork, She is now the founder of Roux, a place where you can collect recipes, fork them, share them, change them, stack them,  whack them, and collide the world of foodie influencers where they belong. There is also a cocktail recipe format where I am hoping you can fork the Ritz’ French 75 into a poison on Solana. A fascinating conversation for someone who can barely make toast without calling the fireman. 

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Josh Lim: Founder of Arbelos Markets

Its officially Cnt Autumn -Sober October -lets go long everything- and cover my calls and puts on the margin in chocolate laxatives dipped in sticky ejaculation from the Sheik who likes Bitcoin. Baby I am back. Not from Token2049 Mars 2112, just from my Opium Buzz of procrastination and expensive porn.  Since I have come down, I realize I might not be as rich and thin as the first wave of Solana Ho’s but fear not, I have a plan. 

How? With the new wave of AI pump and dump penny stocks and the impending launch of DeSci-ientology; mixed with a Tasteful Only Fans account where I am fullyish clothed in Groupon Chanel and shill De-Pin tokens whilst simultaneously allowing you to suck my toes. 

Alas, it is possible that by COIN’s next earnings call I could indeed have scammed by way to the top and finance my way to St Tropez on my own accord and alimony. 

And so, I stand in a seething quiet desperation of becoming amongst the upper echelon of the web3 ladies society. I must social climb my way to digital wealth. As such I was able to secure a seat at a horrific Vegan Crypto Dinner posing as a Caitlin Long after hacking into Luma.  I quickly gathered what is happening in crypto, shockingly absolutely nothing, with remarkable dissatisfaction.

 Perhaps what is most depressing about my week is that I can no longer host a P Diddy White Party.  I did stop by Rikers and realized over tea with no Splenda despite my incessant strongly worded letters, that both Diddy and SBF share the same thesis that ETH is undervalued, and that Justin Timberlake left N SYNC an album too late. 

From Rikers to Glitter Ledger Headquarters. I was deeply humbled to have my First Real Trader Guest Josh Lim- looking fresh and Asian in Polo Ralph Lauren 2002 Wimbledon collection moisturized and ready to teach me how to short the VIX with fervor. We first met in 2009 at Token North Korea whilst clearing out the skincare markets fighting for the last Avacado Mask, a new line by Kim Jung Un and Cardano. 

 Josh Lim is SBF’s way of giving back; because without SBF’s megalomaniac crimes of astronomical proportions, Josh may still very well be plugging away at Genesis making exotic equity trades with half the X followers. Josh is what every parent ,Asian or not; hopes their child will become. He is a Digital Asset Celebrity; and instead of fading into oblivion, he used SBF’s and Terra Luna’s humiliation to create Arbelos Markets; a prop trading firm replete with a transparent little engine that could. I think I can trust crypto again. I interviewed Josh with the intention of learning how to turn my dwindling trustfund into a Hedging Machine of automatic trades but instead found a new best friend. He is not your typical Harvard Goldman Sachs Galaxy Genesis Entrepreneur Pseudo Articulate Intellectual type of Bro lacking depth and feelings; he is actually charismatic, funny and cool as hell.  He has such acute insight into understanding the crypto market trading world that it made me believe for only a second that this entire thing is not bullshit even if I keep losing money.  Josh you’re a legend. 

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New SODE: Is there another quiet wealthy lux term for Brat Summer? One that describes trading Memecoins at Teterboroon route to Venice Biennielle. Brat Summer sounds like a neglected cabbage patch doll and a phrase uttered by the gals who work in digital fashion. 

Alas, tiz my *29th  Cruel Summer knee and Balanciagia by Rihanna balls deep in another May December Romance with yet another Low Tier VC Partner on the cusp of pivoting to AI or Suicide. I pondered whether to keep this deeply boring love affair going till Christmas so I don’t have to show up to Mara Largo alone but if I have to look at one more liquid Bitcoin L2 pitch deck that is not fully endorsed by Sequoia and Kate Middleton I am calling the Police while playing the Police. 

You see, its not that we have nothing to talk about, its just that he is double* my age with no legitimate means to speak of not withstanding his early position in WifHat and Stablecoins pegged to the Russian Ruble mixed in with Nutella and soviet caviar. His questionable pedigree is also evident in the way he orders wine (Riesling, Shudder) , his numerous DWIs in a duhty part of the Hamptons, and his poorly argued thesis replete with zero SAT words that Bitcoin Maxis are bad for the ‘space’.I am vomiting my already vomited Lunch. Alas, 

Like all flawless human beings,I recognize that true summer love is not without critical sacrifice;  so what he is an old man trading memecoins in the kitchen who brings his own sheets to the 4 seasons because he doesn’t like their aesthetic,

 He also bought me an NFT that got me a Board Seat at Musee Dorsay. Brat Summer Adieu CuntAutumn is on the Cusp. 

Ipso Facto, I must introduce my darling guest Anthony of the Great Desantis State of Florida.  A younger man, more keenly aware of the newer memecoin markets and has double the time to compound his interests in his Roth IRA.  We met during a heated Argument at a downtown Gallery in New York City outside whilst chainsmoking. I was on route to bid for a painting by one of my dearest preschool mates Banksy, when Anthony outbid me with the intention of setting the painting on fire. After a heated exchange of, I grew to realize the purity of Anthony’s intentions of lighting this painting on Fire; to become famous and launch a token, my two criterion for being in my inner circle. Anthony went off to start a new token Xion like the Warrior princess with a real use case beyond money laundering, as if I asked for anotherone. He assured me that his fanbase would take a bullet in the elbow for anyone to speak ill of Xion or of Anthony himself.  He and I recorded this episode on the brink of the collapse of his relationship and we dissected said collapse at length, which I believe was routed in a deep seated obsession with me. And Lucky for Anthony, my May December Romance maybe coming to an end now that I have my Board Seat and he’s well connected in the Digital Art wold due to his pyromaniac proclivities. I’m bullish on Xion because we didn’t talk about it, and I have no idea what it is does but I love the community and what a strong team. 

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New Sode. Good Evening my fellow Monad Mermaids Bera Baddies Solana Sirens and desperate losers. Bitcoin is up, its MAGA Country I’m waxed Everywhere and Alexis Bellino is back on RealHousewives. Exhale. Alas, as I vlog from Club 55 in St Tropez contemplating my vapid alcoholic yet philanthropic existence, I find myself blessed with the presence of the Urbit Guys.  Urbit- a cult like organization formed for the purpose of creating a new internet everyone asked for and no one needs. After all, the internet is solely for Instagram likes and emails to my attorney/therapist.  btw Fuck your hourly Bill unless you accept Injective. 

In my quest to find moronic things to do with my alimony besides short dydx perps and surf the net a porter sale; I stumbled upon Urbit during an advert whilst watching extremely expensive porn.  My criteria for becoming financially and emotionally involved in a project or person is that I do not understand it at all, that it is extremely broken unavailable, solves no problems and has terrible reviews.  

Urbit. A personal computer built from scratch you say, this sounds like a scheme the liberal media elite could use to front run their own agenda and further corrupt our crippled youth. What I have seen from my own digital world is that it is comprised of moronic plebians so the need to create my own remains lost, but I’m intrigued. I have had the pleasure of running into an Urbit guy or two throughout my impossibly interesting lifetime on the crypto junkie conference circuit; each one has a rather dramatic story to tell ranging from nearly plunging to his death with the late John John and CBK before narrowly escaping the plane to another claiming he used to get handjobs from Casey Anthony. Lucy, I am home. 

Ipso facto, my two guests are the devastatingly powerful Gary Liberman and his model associate programmer Will Hanlen. I met them in El Salvador during a yearly pilgrimage to pay homage to Bitcoin’s first legal country and to get an enema. It occurred to me I was ready to join a new cult with beautiful men that has something to with Ethereum and Astrology where I would not have to do work. Will was a previous model in Asia and is now engaged in a torrid tinder love triangle with my cousin so he is basically family as soon as I review the financial prenup terms on Urbit. His contributions to Urbit are so profound I don’t even know them but they result in his living in Missouri; indicating his rocketship success of a modeling career turned Urbit coder. 

And Gary. Gary is the polarizing man of our time who’s sheer brilliance is recognized by the type of truck driver who reads Finnegan’s Wake on a smoke break and the Connecticut Mom on Valium who counts down the hours to Whispering Angel Hour and gets off to Ulta beaty sales. Gary has the unique ability to be so offensive at a dinner party he can cause more than two people abruptly get up and complain to HR immediately, yet simultaneously cause the  dinner party guests on his right to wonder why he has not assumed higher office. 

It was a pleasure to talk about Urbit. I still have no idea what it is. I am all in.  

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Hello from ETH CC my Limited Partner and BCC my dad; I am doing something grand for my life and for this cycle.I am flailing from the depths of the critical reality that I have lost hope on everything except resurrecting Terra Luna. Looking at my surroundings and my contemporaries what with their homoerotic panels and pitches that lack theatrical passion, I am deeply embarrassed to be in this industry; After all I went to Choate and Westley before getting kicked out of both due to my light kleptomania and treason, but beside the point, I am simply too #wellBredwellRead to discuss the Merits of security that no one asked for. The only oracle I need is the one from me and Madonna’s psychic. 

I snuck through customs because I don’t do those kind of lines and am currently on the lam, podcast recording from a Side Event that I snuck into under my Alias Eva Braun. Drenched in sweat and my 1990 Versace jumpsuit and glued to my palm pilot, I pondered whether when I am caught by the Brusselian Authority that my quest to discover whether Symbiotic or Eigenlayer will bring me more points will impress them enough to excuse my breakage of a multi milly international humanitarian laws. This podcast is short, quick, and has terrible audio due to my clandestine operation and recorded in a stairwell. 

Ipso Facto, I  have nothing to report except that for all intents and purposes I do not know what intents are.  I do know that I want AI to do absolutely everything for me including play with my stepchildren and take care of my husband; thus with my my dwindling trust fund and alimony respectively I am willing to pawn my dead mother’s ring on an AI rollup that vacuums my plane and teaches my child the questionable tradeoffs of being a good person. 

I digress, My guest is Hester Pierce, a darling woman whom I met at Janet Sartin facialist during the Nancy Regan Red Dress era and have stayed in each other’s circles. During the Frank Dodd After Party at Tenjune, we smoked la meme Menthol cig marveling at her accomplishment and our shared qualities. We both have porcelain fair skin and a penchant for amethysts. We talk about her elegant disputes with Gary Gansler despite both of them being thin and rich as well as her overall career history. She knows a lot about securities law and I try to evade them. I comment on the charitable acts of kindness that Hester goes out of her way to stomach meeting with the Degen Plebians of the ecosystem unlike myself, and am intrigued by her alleged bullish sentiment. 

Alas this podcast was awkward because I was so nervous to be amongst greatness. Its lonely at the top, and even lonelier climbing up. Nevertheless, it was a pleasure talking with the ultimate crypto Hot Mom. #GlitterLedger

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New 'Sode and GMBonsoir from Paris; I am currently hosting my own ETHCC Paris at Hotel Crillon where the rooms are € 3000 a night, a fitting location for democratizing and decentralizing finance; replete with a guest list derived of the Who’s Who in L2s.  Notably, my stepdaughter’s application to the Crillon Deb Ball and for an Ethereum Foundation Investor Relations position say the same thing.

Alas, as I wandered around the Versailles Castle Eigenlayer Side Event Rehypthiquay Egalitay, Securitay; I was struck with wondrous strokes of critical observance and gasped at the brilliance of my own deeply self-involved analysis that benefits no one but my schizophrenic other fourths. 

First the plethora of options when looking for a man in Decentralized Finance No Trust Fund 5’5, Dead and Glazed over and Averted Eyes is thrilling; I pondered in my moleskin journal and Montblanc Quill Pen whether any of these seekers in solving for use cases and solutions to various trilemmas can name one song from La Traviata and buy me a J12. 

Second, it is apparent that the late Sofia Coppola’s Dauphine of France, what with her penchant for gambling, narcissism, Lama’s and coquettish alliance with the Ministry of Finance would have thrived during the ICO boom and could have undoubtedly salvaged her reputation and her debt-ridden government with a token launch and a DAO.

Third; I have no doubt that the impending Restaking Wars between Eigenlayer and Symbiotic will be equally as bloody as the French Revolution and will fundamentally alter the course of Securitay as know it. 

I digress. Still in Frahnce,  I reconnected with a childhood lover, David Phelps at Glitter Ledger Headquarters Crillon Room 11B equipped with a bedazzled guillotine and an inside trader DeFi Lama portal in French Rust that allows me to algorithmically alter the TVL of LSTs based on scales of my depression and sex drive. Fear not, as my French is nowhere near as good as my Arabic or nonfat Java.

David is the Founder of Jokerrace and a critically acclaimed financial poetic philosopher, a mélange between John Paul Sartre and the Celestia felon. David and I have had many run-ins over our vapidly profound existences. For example, during my Ayatollah Internship in Toulouse, I purchased pot and corn for a superior from David’s colleagues whilst he was working on a nearby farm contemplating a PHD or continuing his agronomist aspirations.

David and I engaged in a pithy affair and both returned to the US. He launched a rocketship Tutoring Company before discovering crypto by way of OGs, though tinder and a socialite hard pressed for junk and a hobby. His 10xed portfolio led him to the gnomic conclusion that he was nothing short of a Financial Rumi. We parted ways as he became consumed with his status and held 1760 era Saloon’s at a Chic bistro across from Zucotti Park to preach about how OMG Cash is the key to financial freedom.

Like many, he lost a multi-Milly during this craze, but like few, he retreated to his original philosophic gifts of writing and cinema, abandoned farming, and created Jokerace. Jokerace is an acclaimed crypto platform where users can vote on polls like was 9/11 an inside Job or How long before an Eva Braun meme coin? or Who Killed Jon Benet Ramsey or Was the Terra DePeg amusing, all On-Chain. How to get On-Chain, I do not know. But his platform his garnered the attention of world leaders (in crypto) and Tik Tok influencers to the point where Jokerace could very well replace American Democracy as we know it. #GlitterLedger

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GM BM GMONAD, my fellow conference junkies, Smoked up Bears, and cracked out Devs alike. I must zk rollup my sleeve in ai intents sprinkled and jizz in pig latin and Rust to provide my plagiarized notable takeaways of the most recent Non Traditional Finance conference.  In my quest to invest, I am on the conference circuit wandering around Hacker Houses in my beat up Loubs looking for alpha surrounded by Beta and BlackRock. Hacker Houses are what I imagine foreign students experience when they matriculate Fraternity houses and don’t speak the language nor have the opportunity to get laid.  These centralized conferences are so rampant they ultimately result in a vicious merry go round of malaise and nonsensical happy heures  where the liquor is warm and so little is accomplished it may as well be NATO. Ipso facto, my conference look is too much filler replete with a wardrobe tags left on unreturnable that subtly hints that I pay 63k for my step kids pre-school, Vote Republican, have a fake charity in Burkino Faso to fund my mood stabilizers and Teterboro summer flights, and would perhaps most meaningfully, simultaneously engage in late night witty Liquid Restaking Banter in the Bathroom Stall at Provacateur with you.   The aftermath of US Crypto Conferences frequently results in relishing in the alpha one gleaned whilst getting finger banged in the Four Seasons Sauna by a Notable L1 founder to the soundtrack of Usher. U remind me.  Alas, no such occurrence this year indicating that this Solana Ho may have been replaced.  

 I digress. I nearly fainted when thee. Danield Held the Glitterati Hotti of the OG Bitcoin Scene agreed to riff with me at Glitter Ledger Burning Man Headquarters.  Dan without question has been the smartest guy in the room since he first burst on the scene as a recognized voice of Bitcoin truth securing him an invite to both the Coin and Met Gala. He currently serves as the author of The Held Report and is GP of Asymmetric a Bitcoin DeFi Fund. Swoon and Shudder on repeat and inscribe me your autograph on a Runesy-like Ordinal.  Dan and I met many years ago during Middle School when we singlehandedly helped  The University of Texas repatriate its gold from the Federal Reserve because they don't trust the Fed with their gold, their physical goldWe reconnected  years later in a Satoshi chatroom when I was looking for a unique Vyvanse Ozempic strain, a noteworthy use case. Dan despite his astronomical success, has maintained his values of libertariansm and free market and I maintained mine of stay close to those who will undoubtedly be rich.  He is essentially the crème de la crème Oldest and Cutest Brother of Bitcoin, a cereal cryptopreneur with les deux exits and followed on Twitter by my second cousin by marriage Paris Hilton. Dan answers my hard hitting journalistic questions regarding t why the incessant ethos of Keynesian economics remains despicable as well as a Whitney Houston step by step brick by brick block by block diabolical roadmap on as how to successfully become a respected influencer. The answer revolves around doing work thus leaving me to to remain in my abusive marriage and hope my shorted perps on Boden work out to live the lifestyle I am accustomed. Dan and I ponder my medically peer journaled approved thesis that due to the ETFs passing the proliferation of hot girls in the industry is no longer a sign of the top as well as his high powered Kareer at Kraken. The endless knowledge, history, reports and conviction Dan has to crypto fully thrusts me into becoming a Held Report skimmer. I hope you enjoy the show. 

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