Actual Shitoshi

I'd like to share a few words about the current state of the meme coins, trenches, trenchers, and devving. Everyone wants a dev who never quits, who works 24/7, who ships nonstop and never rugs. But that same dev can’t take any fees for himself, because they “belong to the project.” He can’t sell any supply, because "thats bearish". He can’t even hold any, because "that’s a red flag". So basically, as a dev you’re supposed to work 24/7 for free, forever, on a (eventually) dead (after migration) project that no one buys, but everyone says is “exactly what the trenches need.” And believe me, there have been mfs like that. People who go all in, put every dollar they have and make back into the project, devs who actually care. But you fuckers still keep rotating into the new coins, chasing that initial hype, and eventually you get fucked, and then you cry that the memes and the trenches are dead and full of rugs. You really can’t see the problem? Can’t think of a reason why most devs eventually turn into scammers launching tokens left and right and rugging them? There’s no new blood coming in. This game’s pure PvP at 20k toppers now. New players don’t stand a chance. They don’t hear $1 → $1M stories anymore. Those who are brave enough to try it, ends up losing all their money in 10 seconds. You think these guy’s tell their friends to try it out? Hell no. They leave and the game dies a little more each day. If you still can’t see the problem, go look in the mirror. You’ll see it staring right back at you. Trenches and memes are already on life support. Enjoy the last few months before it flatlines.

I Bought $250,000 Worth of Pelletized Shit No, that’s not a typo. That’s roughly 1,250 tons of ultra-pure, pelletized manure — industrial-grade brown gold. The kind of asset class that’s been outperforming fiat, faith, and fiscal restraint since the first caveman decided to plant wheat in his own waste. Most people would call it disgusting. But to me, it’s divine economics — the ultimate mirror for our modern market. Let me explain the thesis. Each ton goes for about $200 today. But unlike crypto, this supply is literally finite. You can’t just mint more cows. You can’t fork nature. And over the past few decades, the price of high-quality compost has quietly outperformed most “blue-chip” coins — up hundreds of percent while being 100% real. Meanwhile, governments keep inflating currencies and deflating soil. The world runs on artificial yield, dopamine loops, and vaporware. But the real growth? It still comes from shit — tangible, messy, organic. So what happens when the next crash hits? When optimism dries up and liquidity becomes literal sludge? Those of us holding physical reserves — the true base layer of the biosphere — will finally see our margins bloom. That’s when the plan kicks in. You see, I didn’t just buy this as fertilizer. I bought raw material for a new economy. Because out of 1,250 tons of pelletized manure… I can mint millions of Actual Shitcoins. Each coin, handcrafted and immortalized in resin — a symbol of everything crypto became: belief, absurdity, and art fused into one steaming monument of truth. It started as a joke. Now it’s performance finance. I’m not mining Bitcoin. I’m composting the future. Every pellet, a tiny store of organic value. Every coin, a reflection of our collective madness — polished, preserved, and shining under LED lights. Worst case? I’m sitting on a quarter-million dollars of fertilizer — the most honest investment in human history. Best case? The world finally recognizes what I’ve been saying all along: We’ve been trading shit this whole time. I just made it literal. It’s not Bitcoin. It’s not bullion. It’s biodegradable belief. That’s deep value. That’s regenerative finance. That’s the Compost Standard. — Shitoshi Nakamoto Creator of the Actual Shitcoin 💩