From Cradle to Grave

As my son, who just had his fourth birthday, packed his suitcase for an outing with mum this morning, I had that feeling, once again, that as a society, we are doing things wrong.

Of the numerous toys, new bike, laser pointer and more lego than can fit on our floor (He is having a sister soon, so I may have spoilt him) he received for his birthday celebration, these are the ones he chose to don this morning.

A Gran Knitted Sweater
A hand stitched leather school bag made by his godfather
And a magical fucking wizard staff made by one of the better humans I know

Now, what got me thinking, was the similarity between these things, and that was, that they were all made with love and that they were all made to last. Something that seems a rarity nowadays, in a world fueled by consumerism and geared towards products with a shelf life about as long as the time between iPhone releases.

As I bundle down this exciting tech-fueled evolution of blockchain technology, I wonder how many similarities can be drawn. Which of these promising technologies, alt-coins and decentralised apps have been made to last, which of them is being developed with love, and subsequently which ones are made to last because, for me, I know that when my son gets old, these presents, made with authenticity, love and passion are the ones I will still own and cherish, and, I am guessing the same will hold true in the world of Crypto.

I am left with a feeling of gratitude for the people in my life living outside of societal norms, the ones making things of lasting and tangible value regardless of whether it increases their bank balance, and most importantly, the thought that it is friends like these that keep me grounded to what is really important in life.