My uncle used to go to timeshare sales pitches 2-3 times a week. Never bought a timeshare, just went for the free dinners. He was so bored with life that he didn’t even mind sitting there listening to them babble. The only other thing he had to do was to call up my dad and discuss how gas prices were slightly different at different filling stations.
What was their mission statement? Here’s a picture that you own the copyright of? I don’t see how they could ever make sense unless they were legitimately fabulous images that people loved and wanted to buy prints of
To own a digital asset that only had one original. Something that could have an identifiable, singular owner despite being a digital asset. Problem is no one gives a shit if you’re the original, provable “owner” of a jpg someone else made. Which makes these worthless to all but idiots who fell for it.
I love people who have time shares, because I have a thing that let’s me pay $300 for a week at the resorts when the owners don’t utilize their time slot.
“How’s the timeshare doing, dad?”
My uncle used to go to timeshare sales pitches 2-3 times a week. Never bought a timeshare, just went for the free dinners. He was so bored with life that he didn’t even mind sitting there listening to them babble. The only other thing he had to do was to call up my dad and discuss how gas prices were slightly different at different filling stations.
A free supper is a free supper.
At least Dad got to touch something for his money. NFTs don’t even deliver on their sole mission statement
What was their mission statement? Here’s a picture that you own the copyright of? I don’t see how they could ever make sense unless they were legitimately fabulous images that people loved and wanted to buy prints of
To own a digital asset that only had one original. Something that could have an identifiable, singular owner despite being a digital asset. Problem is no one gives a shit if you’re the original, provable “owner” of a jpg someone else made. Which makes these worthless to all but idiots who fell for it.
The dumbest thing in all this is that NFTs could have been legitimately useful for a bunch of tasks, but the whole thing got burned by cryptobros.
You didn’t even own the JPG; you owned a receipt for the JPG.
It’s like claiming you own Facebook because you bought a link that redirects to it.
I love people who have time shares, because I have a thing that let’s me pay $300 for a week at the resorts when the owners don’t utilize their time slot.
“At least I can be inside something that I enjoy”