Saturday, 29 January 2022

NFT and all that

 NFT and all that, I heard about them in the news

The bottom line, it's a Glorified Receipt,

YOU may not even have the real object in your hand

This is stupidity to the nth degree

If I buy something I want to eat it

Or hang the Monet on my wall, like Jeffery Archer

But a NFT is basically a Con in my opinion

why make rich people richer, and you get what

a receipt, but nothing in the bag

No doubt some will disagree with me

But I'll be proven right

And as for Bitcoin and their ilk

Central Banks will kill them, as they have nothing to back them up

And Counties want to control money, whatever form it takes

As I was telling my Taxi driver the other day




the article belongs to them

https://www.project-syndicate.org/commentary/reasons-why-nft-market-will-collapse-by-patrick-reinmoeller-and-karl-schmedders-2022-01




read  this article below if you want the long version

Why the NFT Market Will Collapse

Prices of non-fungible tokens remain high for now and may continue to increase for some time, but a crash will come. With central banks set to tighten monetary policy in an effort to rein in inflation, new and untested asset classes are likely to be punished harder than more reliable ones.

LAUSANNE – In March 2021, the auction house Christie’s sold a JPEG file created by the artist Beeple for $69.3 million, a record for a digital artwork. The ownership of the “original” JPEG – entitled “Everydays: The First 5000 Days” – was secured as a non-fungible token, or NFT.

The sale made headlines, and NFTs have since become red-hot. Investors poured $27 billion into the market in 2021, and Meta, Facebook’s renamed parent company, now reportedly plans to allow users to create and sell NFTs. There’s just one problem: the NFT market will eventually collapse, for any of a host of reasons.

In essence, an NFT is a tradeable code attached to metadata, such as an image. A secure network of computers records the sale on a digital ledger (a blockchain), giving the buyer proof of both authenticity and ownership.

NFTs are typically paid for with the Ethereum cryptocurrency, and – perhaps more importantly – stored using the Ethereum blockchain. By combining the desire to own art with modern technology, NFTs are the perfect asset for newly wealthy members of the Silicon Valley set and their train of acolytes in finance, entertainment, and the broader retail-investor community.

But, like other markets driven by exuberance, impulse purchases, and hype, the fast-moving and speculative NFT market could burn many investors. The current frenzy invites comparisons with the Dutch tulip mania from 1634 until 1637, when some bulbs fetched extremely high prices before the exuberance dissipated and the bubble collapsed.

The NFT market will likely suffer a similar fate – but not, as some might think, because of environmental concerns. To be sure, NFTs consume considerable amounts of energy, because cryptocurrencies like Ethereum and Bitcoin are “mined” using networks of computers with a large carbon footprint – one that grows with every transaction. But when it comes to understanding what will bring down the NFT market, climate impact is a red herring. The real problem is that the current NFT boom is built on a foundation of sand.

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Start with the problem of infinite supply. NFTs offer ownership of a digital asset, but not the right to prevent others from using its digital copies. Part of the reason why wealthy investors are prepared to pay tens of millions of dollars (or more) for traditional physical artworks by the likes of Rembrandt, van Gogh, or Monet is that the number of masterpieces is finite; the artists are long dead and cannot produce new artworks. NFT copies, on the other hand, could become a commodity.

Moreover, as with all things digital, there is no difference in appearance between an original JPEG file sold for $69.3 million, and a copy downloaded for free online. In theory, the supply of legally usable copies of NFTs is infinite, potentially overwhelming demand for them and causing prices to collapse.

Because the blockchain is unable to store the actual underlying digital asset, someone buying an NFT is buying a link to the digital artwork, not the artwork itself. Although buyers gain copyright to the link, the transaction costs related to monitoring the infinite online venues for displaying NFTs, identifying illegitimate use, and pursuing and prosecuting infringement make it nearly impossible to enforce the copyright or deter misuse. This strongly limits monetization of the asset.

Another risk is that NFTs are being made and sold with infant technologies – blockchains and cryptocurrencies. There currently are multiple competing standards regarding how to generate, safeguard, distribute, and certify NFTs, including ERC-721, ERC-998, ERC-1155, flow and non-flow standards, and Tezos’s FA2. The resulting uncertainty as to how ownership certification will be guaranteed in perpetuity endangers the value of the assets and even their ownership.

In fact, the value of NFTs may evaporate if the next wave of more advanced technologies that supersedes crypto or blockchain is incompatible with secure NFT ownership. Firms that deal in NFTs today may not be around tomorrow, muddying ownership claims.

The price volatility of the cryptocurrencies underpinning the NFT market is a central issue as well. NFT prices tend to move in tandem with cryptocurrency prices. When crypto tanked in 2018, so did the nascent market for NFTs.

The psychology of buying luxury goods also will likely put downward pressure on NFT prices. Most luxury products are so-called Veblen goods, with limited utility beyond enabling owners to advertise their wealth. For that reason, they often generate large profits for sellers.

NFTs enable buyers to broadcast their wealth mostly through the high price they paid, but only if they receive a positive reaction from their peers. If such expenditure does not resonate with this audience, the investor might as well burn cash to light a cigarette.

Because owning an NFT does not prevent others from displaying the same assets and signaling ownership, these tokens hardly serve as effective indicators of unique spending power. And many NFT buyers remain anonymous anyway, because the blockchain ensures that knowledge regarding ownership is limited.

Finally, changing macroeconomic conditions could negatively affect the prices of alternative assets such as NFTs and traditional artworks. In the past two decades, the number of billionaires worldwide has increased more than fivefold, and available income ready to be invested in alternative asset classes has ballooned as a result. The COVID-19 pandemic has so far reinforced this trend. Much of the vast economic stimulus injected by central banks went into financial markets, further boosting the net worth of the super-rich.

But investor attention can be fleeting. After the 2008 global financial crisis, sales of art and other luxury products declined by almost 40%. With central banks now starting to tighten monetary policy in an effort to , new and untested asset classes are likely to be punished harder than more reliable ones. And the hugely volatile NFT market, based on digital currencies with nothing to back them up, is hardly a safe haven.

Ultimately, NFT prices will suffer a large, permanent decline. They remain high for now and may continue to increase for some time, but the crash will come. Investors who think they can time the market are welcome to try, but their optimism will likely prove misplaced.

Friday, 28 January 2022

If I were(c) by Michael Casey

 I've been on the sofa chilling as the tv was claimed by somebody else

So I woke up I suppose I was asleep, anyway dashed to the bathroom

But this is in my head, despite the SCREAMING from Tinnitus


If I were (c) 

By 

Michael Casey


If I were Black  would you                              hate me

If I were White would you                              hate me too

If I were Straight would you                           hate me

If I were Gay        would you.                          hate me too

If I were a Christian would you                        hate me

If I were a Jew.          would you                       hate me too

If I were a Muslim     would you                       hate me

If I were of No Faith   would you                      hate me too

If I was Right             would you                      hate me

If I were Left              would you                      hate me too

If I was Political          would you                     hate me

If I was total UNPolitical   would you              hate me too          

If I was a Prude           would you                    hate me                    

If I was a Nudist.         would you                    hate me too

And If I were battered and bleeding in the gutter would you be a Good Samaritan

And if I were Jesus, would you Crucify me again

BUT

 Love is Always Better than Hate

And despite the Tinnitus screaming in my head constantly

I beg Mary to ask her Son Jesus, Bring Peace on Earth Again

AMEN


Mary and Baby Jesus, they see no boundaries, they Love EveryOne

somebody was reading this last night so here it is again again

 


Monday, 4 October 2021

somebody was reading this, it made me laugh so here is The Common Room again

 

somebody was reading this, it made me laugh so here is The Common Room again



Wednesday, 25 October 2017

the common room



The Common Room (c)
By
Michael Casey

What are you sniggering at? You are worse than a child, I have to mark this drivel, you would think if they got to Cambridge they would have least learnt how to write, they’d know how to string a sentence together. Or at least make it interesting. This one will get an F, and F is the appropriate letter I should begin with for this drivel. If his Daddy paid for all the best schools perhaps he should have bought his a Dictionary too. Or at least paid for a French mistress who could have taught him English in his gap year. At least they leave a few cases of the 69 at the Porters lodge. He’s a decent sort, he told me to be really rigorous when marking his son’s papers. If only the French mistress was as rigorous and taught him a bit of English in the gap year.

You are smirking now, I’ll have to gather myself up from my chair and see what exactly you are reading. Oh, that 300 and Not OUT, a cricket magazine  or something. I would ask Jeffrey Archer to pop in and explain how to write  page turning prose, only he’s gone off with Andrew Graham Dixon and some Italian bloke to have dinner. I despair of the youth of today, they can’t string a sentence together, what they write reads like an obituary. Shakespeare should inspire them, or Charles Dickens, or that Little Woman, or rather the book Little Women, they should have Pride and no Prejudice in what they read and then write about. Instead its cut and *&***((ing paste, do they think we are stupid, WE ARE CAMBRIDGE DONS after all.

Yes I will have a Cuban cigar, and I know you really did steal them from Fidel, help yourself to some of the 69 while I light this monster. We are the last bastion of good taste here at Singing Anvil College, we really were founded by a blacksmith 100s of years ago. We are known as the SAC college because of all the ale stored underneath the chapel. That bastard you are reading stole the idea and used it in his butchered version of the baker and the undertaker story, The Butcher The Baker and The Undertaker, my big fat hairy Cambridge arse.

You are still sniggering, is he really any good? Or does he just make lots of money from his books, even though his writing is horse manure, if I’m being polite. So he’s written over a million words, but is undiscovered, like a pearl of great price but you’ve lost the shovel and the map marking the spot. So he’s just a bit of a cult, yes I said cult. So who exactly reads him? Only Dons in Cracow Poland. But the Poles have a funny sense of humour.

But what do you see in him. He’s fat and silver haired and wears shades, mainly to hide his ugly mug. His structure is like an outside toilet, big and strong with the odour of something quite right, if I ever met the daft brush I’ll give him a bottle of something. No not a bottle of the 69, it would be wasted on him, maybe some cheap perfume for men, or failing that some Jeyes Fluid disinfectant to dab behind his ears.

He just teases and half tells a story and then expects us to finish it for ourselves. I say he’s just a lazy writer, or has run out of steam. You don’t think so? If a girl and a boy are alone then he should tell us what happens, it’s more like a Bollywood film and he just leads us a merry dance. I want more detail. He uses a metaphor. She weighed up his evidence, she assessed the power repeatedly, she smiles and gently glowed, and she in turn gave him a stiff sentence, or was it a stiff drink. Or knowing your writer it’s always  a pint of Stella Artois. The only thing sophisticated about his writing is the Stella Artois.

I know, but he’s big in Poland. Only Amazon don’t publish in Polish, the irony of it all, now that is amusing to me. I better mark some more of these useless bastards’ essays. And yes of course I do want to read 300 and Not Out when you have finished with it. He may be a totally useless writer but at least he entertains me, otherwise I’d have to read Harry Potter to my grandchildren.

Some say he’s really a Don at that crappy University, up the road, you know Oxford. He just pretends to be a moron, when really he’s an Oxford Don, though how do you tell the difference? The moron is better educated. Wasn’t there something in a Tom Sharpe book years ago about a writer who had somebody else pretend to be him to do all the publicity. While he stayed in some house of ill repute, like the House of Lords or something? Well whoever really is this Michael Casey I just hope that someday he gets discovered  then he can bequest all his money to our college. The SAC college wine cellar needs replenishment, those bastards from Porterhouse College tunnelling into the cellar and stole a load of the 69. Is there no honour any more?

With that it’s just after midnight, so go to bed with your wives and lovers and mistresses And if its 3 to the power of one its far cheaper, though for the mathematicians out there, you are in for a very exciting night, 3 to the power of one, is your favourite equation after all.  And if you don’t know what this fat silver haired writer in shades means by that, I’m sure your girl will enjoy explaining it to you. 

See no wonder Cambridge Dons hate me, though one brother really went to Cambridge and another to Oxford. Me I was just more common, as common as a Common room. 



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Turkish Delight

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Thursday, 27 January 2022

Turkish Delight



 Turkish Delight

Somebody was reading Turkish Translation Of Butcher Baker Undertaker today

I was watching a Turkish film on tv called my Father's Violin

A Turkish friend of my daughter gave her some white flowers

So thanks to her here's fresh photos of me with them

27th Jan 2022 , me in dire need of a haircut and shave










It's still cold in Birmingham

yesterday 16 countries on Wordpress and 12 so far today

Lots of different translations of 

BBU, The Butcher The Baker and The Undertaker by Michael Casey (me) 

being downloaded

So I hope you all enjoy it, it is a slow starter, I was still learning to write when I wrote it

By the time I finished it, I qualified so to speak

Shoplife my Play was written after the original 238 pages or so

Then as I got bored with copy typing it into a computer

I expanded it to 600 pages of so a couple off years after 29288 the original finish date

hence 29288 (Leap Years Day) was the code for Taxi Drivers HELP

so now you know

that's all for today

here's something that somebody was reading overnight

So hope PUTIN and Iran reads it too, and hello Iran again


Thursday, 27 October 2016

Dear Vladimir Putin Can We Just Go Down The Pub?

Dear Vladimir Putin Can We Just Go Down The Pub? ©

By Michael Casey

Hello, Vladimir I won’t call you Mr Putin as nobody calls me Mr Casey, I’m just Michael, though when I was at CPNEC I was sometimes called Mr Casey as there were  too many Michaels working there,  but if anybody calls me Mr Casey I think they are taking the Mick.  Though if I say I am a writer then people think I’m taking the Piss. Such is life.

Now Stalin once said how many divisions had the Pope, and it has been said that the Pope will convert Russia and there will be an era of Peace. But you are a macho man so you fear nobody, which is all good and well, but you should fear one thing, and I don’t mean Piers Morgan interviewing you and claiming you are his best friend. He says this, almost, about Donald Trump, you can ask Donald yourself when he opens his new golf course in Moscow. 

But my point is HISTORY judges everybody, even you Vladimir, so think how you want to be remembered, I  know your mum always loved you so much but what about Mother Russia.

Russia is top of the pops in Space rockets, and you have done many great things, so why not join forces with USA to have a space station on moon, instead  of have even more nuclear missiles, that would end the entire world, MAD means MAD Vladimir, and I’m not talking  about the MAD magazine that you used to adore when you were much younger. Brexit means Brexit may be a puzzle but MAD does mean MAD, the end of the entire world and a nuclear winter.

Vladimir there is so much vodka that should be drunk before we start killing each other. You may have seen Whisky Galore the film, so you know the sentiment, let’s drink all the spirits in the world and make love to all the women in the world before we waste our time on nuclear weapons. Satan is Satan, and that’s just an absence of Love, so you could become a genuine peacemaker instead. You could go to Rome and surprise Francis and say you are just going to do Space things and as Francis follows in the Shoes of the Fisherman you could also do Ocean research. 

We know more about the moon than what is going on in the deep deep oceans.
The question is Vladimir do you have any balls? Anybody can pose for an action man calendar, but can you laugh at your past and create a new and bright future. This is your Road to Damascus Time Vladimir, your Orthodox Priest will explain the Bible passage to you. Now as your fleet edges  towards Syria you can STOP and change your mind and change your PLACE IN HISTORY.

As your fleet steams through the Mediterranean Sea you’ll  pass a quivering Italy, suffering from another earthquake.  BUT what if mother Russia had a major earthquake, what if the Kremlin shattered in an earthquake, what if Red Square erupted? Sounds like an American Disaster Movie. What if tonight as you sleep all this happens, or you awake and think it’s just a dream, but it has really happened.

It’s only when you have been close to death that you realise what is important and what is fluff, I speak as somebody who has been close to his own death. I speak as somebody who nearly lost both his parents in the space of 8 weeks. I speak as somebody who has experienced and witnessed life changing events. You too have had such experiences, so Vladimir let’s not waste what’s left in both our lives. It’s not a competition in pain, and I’ve had far too much pain too, as maybe you.

So Vladimir, I cannot speak any Russian, though my brother spent a month learning Russian in mother Russia. All I can say is that yes I’m just a foolish writer, I’ll never be famous like Tolstoy nor Dickens. But I do know that laughter does unite everybody,  and I do know that Mother Russia deserves its place in the sun, doing science in space and on the ocean floor.

 And as for Satan, he is just MAD, and sad for Satan never drinks any Russian vodka, nor makes love to a Russian girl. So throw away the Satan bomb and grab a Russian sex bomb, you know it makes sense Mr Putin.









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