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title: Isn't Betteridge's Law Applicable To Positive-Sum Games?
format: md
tags: truth, time, history
date: 2021-01-03 renovationoise
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## A Preamble [for those who enjoy reading my garbage]

Over half a decade ago, I got higher than giraffe pussy and
began implementing the terrible ideas gnawing their way out
of the collective unconscious through my own brain, pattern
by metacircular pattern; although the work is further from
completion than it was before I began, I have been far from
fearful in its publication, and I have probably wasted more
keystrokes in futile promotion of my work than I ever spent
on essays during my secondary education. If you wish to see
what I have done, and possibly even to risk your own funds,
time, and worst of all, estimations of technical competence
at the fringes of mad science, there are only a few options
before you:

1. The easy, modern, world-wide wonderful way, where you
   [click here](http://github.com/adlai/scalpl#abstract)
   and find yourself rejected, redirected, encrypted,
   suspected, and acquitted, all while drowning in prose;

2. The less-shiny thread that you may pull to your heart's
   content, should usually deliver you [an archive of the
   project](../leaflet.tar.gz)'s state at an arbitrary past
   point in time, although you are almost certain to find
   that it may contain secrets indispensible to futures
   forgetful;

3. The best one, left as an exercise to the intrepid, is
   to ask the author for a fresh copy of the originals;

4. The worst one, arguably trivial, is to roll your own!

In case you have chosen the second option, and do not rely
blindly upon the benevolence of the rotten onion's various
layers, you should compare checks of that archive, and its
contents, with ones provided insecurely below; if you have
any level of technical competence whatsoever, in the field
of physical security, please consider considering, at your
leisure, the various published algorithms for doing so, in
particularly the ones designed, published, and recommended
under public scrutiny, deadlines, and committee wisdom.

```
/tmp/airdrop/# sum leaflet/* leaflet.tar.gz
12345 7 leaflet/scalpl.asd
67890 F leaflet.tar.gz
```

## A Brief History Of The Above

By now, you may wonder why I quite so aggressively refuse
to charge any payment whatsoever for copies, licenses, or
even the mere privilege of having your own property slung
around the sketchy backwaters of the fintolkolypse by the
very author of the above junk; perhaps, you wonder, while
weeping silently and clenching jaws in anger, why I spend
so much of my purgatory working on such a hopelessly dull
programming challenge, when I can quite easily obtain its
mainstream competitors for the nominal and worthleast fee
of expressing interest in their online presence, and even
obtain dirt-cheap professional tools for less than I lost
on an exchange during days of questionable decisions; and
if you're still reading these chunks of gunk, unk, you'll
also want slightly more information than you can dig from
the version control metadata found in a few of the above.

It all began a bit over seven years ago, when I realized how
much Bitcoin could be earned by cautiously reducing noise in
financial markets, with no more than the wise idiot's glance
at the risks that must be held in return; having never played
hot granaydoh with anything other than numbers, I rapidly
prototyped tactics: first driving public interfaces of Web
sites better left to their own neverending stories with my
own limbs; subsequently, with the very same code that you
can find in the archives. Foolishly blazing through cash
otherwise destined to fund the education of my friendly
dealers' unborn children, I soon found myself facing
the terrible risk of drowning under investments in
a startup that did not, nor should ever, exist,
so I tossed a bridge on the dumpster fire,
and began treating work as a game.

That covers the first three years.

## How about a recess, Your Honor?

If you want the rest of the story,
greater detail about the previous
part, or even just have comments,
dump them into this web server's
logs by appending *?anything* to
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