In Zen, it is said that it is impossible to share an experience. You can experience the experience, but it can’t really be shared. The experiencer is the first distortion. To attempt to convey the experience would only serve to distort it further eventually becoming something else entirely.
This is something akin to an online presence.
In 1999, I was working in tech support. A great proportion of our calls at the time were men trying to get this “porn thing” off their desktop that they swear they had no idea of how it got there. Internet porn lead the way in imaging, streaming, online payments… I don’t need to tell you that sex is a driving force in so many industries.
The thirst is real.
A few months ago, Coindesk published an article seemingly in support of women in the crypto industry. Many women in crypto were mentioned, but a woman named Rachel Siegel, a.k.a Crypto Finally, was specifically highlighted.
Plainly, she hated that.
Reading the article, you might be like, “Why she mad, tho?”, but if you zoom out (as we like to say in crypto), the over-arching idea is that if you are a woman in crypto, you are essentially one step away from being a sex-worker ‘and that’s ok’. But nah, that’s fucked up.
