January is well under way. But although the mantelpiece is now clear of robins, angels, reindeers and other assorted festive images, one seasonal greeting has continued to live rent-free in my head.
As 2024 was about to wrap up, a reader emailed to thank me for my bit part in his decision to “take the plunge into the unknown and incredible” at the start of the year. And buy bitcoin.
I’ve never been an advocate for crypto, so this was an initially puzzling message to receive. But then I read back the January piece that prompted the plunge. In what I thought was a re-staging of the flaws of the digital asset – and a warning that equated speculation with drinking the crypto Kool-Aid – I’d unknowingly made a solid, if cynical, case for joining the party.