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Great, now that we’ve got that out of the way, I’d like to start with: holy shit.
Holy shit, y’all. Holy fucking shit.
Let me elaborate. Right after I wrote up my last story, I posted it, and then I opened up a new document in Microsoft Word. Mostly because I like to leave a document open all the time and type my thoughts into it. A virtual journal, of sorts. It helps me process things and think through my feelings; I like to imagine it as self-led therapy. (Considering my fragile mental state, it clearly doesn’t solve
everything, but it certainly doesn’t make things any worse).
Anyway, all this to say that I had a Word document open, like I usually do. And like I often do, I left the room before typing anything to get a snack, and when I returned, that’s where the
holy shit comes in. Because, guys:
there was writing on the page. It said this: sorry can’t talk. might be noticed. would be taken away. can type. don’t say anything.
And no, it wasn’t a ghost or an invisible monster or something. Because guess who was sitting right next to the keyboard, his fluffy tail curled around his feet, staring at me with his intelligent eyes?
If you guessed Mr. Bailey, well, first of all, it wasn’t that hard based on my last sentence. But also, you’d be right. That’s correct, friends: holy shit, because Mr. B apparently 1) understood me when I tried to set up a communication system, 2) can, in fact, communicate, but won’t do it verbally because it “might be noticed,” 3) knows something about us being listened to and/or watched, and 4) to reiterate, can basically
fucking talk. Now, his words on the document said not to say anything in response, and damn, I can’t tell you how hard I had to bite my tongue to keep from saying that string of holy shits out loud. I think I’ll have a dent in my tongue for the rest of my life.
Somehow I managed, and I sat down at my computer, and I typed back. It took him longer to respond since he essentially walked across the keyboard to type, stepping precisely on certain keys. And then I had to wait for him to finish, letter by letter, until I could respond. It only took a few back-and-forths for me to realize that this was wildly inefficient, so I gestured for him to wait. Then we ventured out to that utterly decimated Best Buy and scavenged in the broken glass and bodies until we found another keyboard.
Did you guys know that you can hook up two keyboards into one computer, and once it calibrates, the computer can accept input from both of them, nearly simultaneously? Well, you can. And that’s what I did. So now Mr. Bailey has his own keyboard, and we can type back and forth with less waiting and transition time.
Now, I bet you’re all wondering what he said. I have his permission to post part of our conversation here (I saved the Word document, obviously, because it’s not every freaking day your cat begins to talk to you). So I’ll post some direct fragments. I’m also going to relay a story he typed out for me, but I’m going to edit and dramatize it, because it took him forever to type it out, and even then he only used sentence fragments and I pieced the details together. I think he’d like a more polished version of that part. (He meowed in agreement as he read that over my shoulder).
A few things before I continue my Mr. Bailey extravaganza post. First of all, isn’t my cat the coolest thing in existence? Like seriously. I thought he was the best before, but now I’m pretty damn sure there’s no animal cooler than him in the entire world. Can your pet talk and use a computer? No? Didn’t think so. Guess Mr. B is cooler. Sorry, I don’t make the rules.
Second, he knows surprisingly good English. I assume from reading over my shoulder as I write journal entries to myself or stories to share with you guys, and from listening to me talk. (I know you didn’t hear that, but he meowed in agreement to that too). But he doesn’t really use capital letters or punctuation other than periods, except when Word edits stuff automatically, so don’t criticize his grammar when I include direct quotes, okay? I mean, he’s pretty self-confident with a healthy ego, but no one likes unhelpful criticism over the internet. And he’s a motherfucking cat who can type, so give him a break.
Third, I think this ties in well to Rule #10. If you guessed that’s another general rule rather than a specific monster-oriented one, you’d be correct.
Rule #10: Not everything is as it seems. Don’t trust everything you see or hear, and don’t judge a book by its cover.
Yes, I know, a tired cliché. And you’re also probably like,
Eli, isn’t that rule covered in the Ashley rule, or the MJ rule? Well, both yes and no, and also, shut up. Those rules deal specifically with the food created by Ashleys or the humans imitated by MJs; Rule #10 is simply a more general version with a broader scope, and it encompasses a lot more things. For instance, screams in the distance? Could be human, but probably not. Probably monsters fighting and/or trying to draw people out. So don’t trust it. Dead bodies in the street? Probably human corpses, but if they’re not pretty rotten by now, maybe not. MJs have been known to play dead to get you to come closer to them. So don’t trust them. Purple flowers in the ground? Might be actual flowers, but might be the eyes of a Sandra. (No, seriously. I almost stepped on one once because it was camouflaged, laying on the ground. I barely got my earplugs before it was on its feet and singing. That was a close call). Don’t trust them.
And yes, a cat that seems smarter and acts not quite like a cat? Maybe not 100% a normal cat. Still a cat, not a monster…but not a
normal cat.
So without further ado, here’s the first part of our conversation, directly from that document, with minor edits for clarity.
Mr. Bailey: sorry can’t talk. might be noticed. would be taken away. can type. don’t say anything.
Eli (after freaking out silently for several minutes): So you can talk? You understand me?
Mr. Bailey: yes.
Eli: But you waited this long to talk to me?
Mr. Bailey: didn’t always know how. learned from listening and watching you.
Eli: Cool, cool. But you don’t want a system of meowing because you “might be noticed”?
Mr. Bailey: yes.
Eli: Well, that’s great. Who might notice and why would they take you away?
Mr. Bailey: don’t know who. but they always listen. sometimes watch too.
Eli: What do you mean? How? Are they watching now?
Mr. Bailey: listening devices in dome. can hear everything. cameras in monsters and some buildings. not this building. always listen, sometimes watch.
Eli: How do you know that??
Mr. Bailey: can hear them whirring and clicking. hear them transmit in dome, hear them under monster skin.
At this point I told him he was a badass, and then asked for significantly more clarification and details, because as you can imagine, my head was fucking spinning so hard it was in going into orbit. I won’t directly relay the rest of the somewhat repetitive conversation, but here’s the gist: Mr. B thinks there are audio transmitters all over the dome, too tiny to see, that relay any noise in the entire dome back to whoever is running this shitshow. There aren’t cameras in the dome, at least as far as he can tell, but there
are cameras spread out around the city, and in almost every monster. He first noticed something weird pretty early on, when he heard clicking – like a camera shutter opening and closing – in a dead monster body, and some investigation and focused listening led him to hear the same sound in almost every monster we’ve ever come across. Which is a really comforting realization.
Once he realized the sound their cameras make, he listened for it everywhere. The house I was staying in before this one had cameras, and he wanted me to leave. Looking back, it makes sense; we only stayed there for two weeks because he was constantly freaking out and driving me crazy. At the time I thought he didn’t like a smell or something, but I guess he was acting like a psycho on purpose to get me out of there. When we got to this neighborhood, he thoroughly examined every inch of the house before settling in, and I thought that was just him doing his normal cat thing, but no. He was checking for cameras. What a little goddamn genius.
That’s why typing is safer than some kind of meowing system. He’s worried if they know he’s onto them, they’ll come after him, or maybe both of us. Maybe they’ll decide whatever sick game they’re playing should come to an end and just fucking apocalypse us. He just doesn’t know, so he figured he should play it safe. I support that, because I too would like to make it out of here alive. That was my New Year’s resolution, after all, and I intend to keep it. I’d love to go to a functioning restaurant again before I die, if nothing else.
And before you panic about my posts being monitored too, don’t worry. I hide my IP address and use different VPNs. I figured out how to do all that before I even started posting, because I had theories about being watched and didn’t want to risk my stories being seen by the assholes controlling all this. Not to mention that internet and cell service are so shitty that maybe it hasn’t even occurred to them that I’m trying to communicate outside the dome, and maybe they’re not checking. Who knows? Depends how dumb they are. I hope they’re dumb. All this to say that posting here should be pretty safe. But thanks for your concern.
There was also a lot of conversation about how he came to be…well, a little more than your average cat. Now is the time for me to relay that story.
Just like with my own stories, let me take you back. This time,
all the way back, to the very first day this all happened, aka the day I saw my family torn apart in front of me, aka the day I don’t want to relive, but am okay with reliving from Mr. Bailey’s view. This part of his story all took place before we crossed paths anyway. It probably happened
while I was seeing my family torn apart in front of me, come to think of it. But I’m not going to think of that little detail.
You may remember that I fled to the pet store and found Mr. Bailey the night this all started. That leaves about ten hours between the descent of the monsters and our meeting. During those ten hours, a lot of shit went down. I mean, seriously. I know I’ve used the term “all hell broke loose” several times, but this was the original hell breaking loose. The big one, the one where hell may as well have actually opened up all its doors and let out its demons, because things went south about as quickly as I imagine they would with demons running around.
It was about noon when the dome appeared. I don’t know if it descended or rose from the ground or fucking shimmered into existence, because I didn’t see it happen, and whatever it did, it did fast. Mr. Bailey doesn’t know either; like any normal weekday, he was inside the pet store, dozing on a cat bed up on a shelf.
Then the monsters appeared. No one knows where exactly they came from, either. But it was chaos. Bloody, horrific chaos. None of us had ever seen any of these monsters before, obviously, so none of us knew how to fight them. Hell, I’m pretty sure most of the population didn’t believe in monsters until they were being eaten by them.
I’m not going into detail right now about the terrors I witnessed, because this isn’t my story. Also because I don’t want to. My self-therapy isn’t good enough to make me want to discuss my family’s death or Rule #1 yet. (Stay tuned to see if my mental health improves or plummets! Only time will tell).
Mr. Bailey remembers vague bits and pieces of the first few minutes. People running by the store screaming; unfamiliar creatures that smelled like death chasing them; sounds of bones crunching and claws ripping into flesh. The store owner panicked when he saw what was happening. Who wouldn’t? But instead of trying to hide – he hadn’t been noticed in the empty little store yet – he decided to make a run for it. His car was right out front, after all. Literally ten steps from the door.
He called Mr. Bailey to come, and though he was scared and confused, Mr. B listened. This was his owner; the man had raised and cared for Mr. Bailey since he was a kitten. And Mr. B loved him. He wasn’t about to abandon him now.
The store owner grabbed his keys and raced for his car, Mr. B at his side. They made it inside, but not much further. As the owner put his keys in the ignition, the car shook and an awful half-growl, half-screech that would come to be recognizable as the distinctive sound of a Caleb surrounded them.
A Caleb appeared at the driver’s side, and neither of them had time to react before it smashed its fist through the window. The owner tried to shove it away, but if that tactic worked, well, there’d be a lot more people still alive.
The Caleb started scratching and clawing at anything it could reach, which happened to be the owner’s chest and arms. Long slashes blossomed across his torso and blood flew as both the owner and the Caleb flailed, painting the windshield red.
And Mr. B couldn’t stand by and watch. He always was braver than most cats, and at that moment he was pissed off, scared, and threatened by the monster attacking the person he loved. That was enough for him to leap across his owner and latch himself onto the Caleb, digging his claws in.
The Caleb shrieked, probably more surprised than hurt, and stumbled backwards. As it swung its long arms, trying to grab Mr. B, he clawed his way up the Caleb’s chest to its head. And then he just started scratching and biting any piece of the Caleb near him: skull, arms, face. The Caleb almost got ahold of him a couple times, but Mr. B held on for dear life and clawed its hands enough to make it temporarily draw back. Then Mr. B, mostly by chance, struck gold: in his flurry of teeth and claws, he happened to stick a paw in one of the Caleb’s eye sockets, and since it was already there, he started scratching the ever-living shit out of that empty hole where an eye should be.
Maybe not quite as good as a laser, but it was effective enough. Smoke began to exude from the eyehole. The Caleb shrieked and flailed wildly, apparently so distraught by the pain that its swinging arms now didn’t even come close to knocking Mr. B off.
It seemed to be working, and Mr. B’s paw was twisted at a weird angle and hard to pull out anyway, so he just kept scratching around in the eye socket. Thank God he did. The Caleb staggered backwards, still shrieking, until its heels hit the curb and it fell hard onto its back, Mr. B still holding on tight.
Luckily, he was more on its face than the back of its head by this point. I say luckily, because when the Caleb hit the concrete, it hit hard enough to crack its skull open. Mr. B was splashed with thick purple Caleb blood and little bits and chunks of Caleb brain. (Yes, they apparently
do have a brain, but let’s not dwell on that surprise). He finally withdrew his claws and stepped off the dead Caleb, giving himself several quick licks to smooth his fur and remove at least a little of the mess.
He looked over to his owner, who was still sitting in the car, bleeding profusely but alive. He had been watching, and when Mr. B emerged victorious, his terrified and pained expression turned to a smile. He looked at Mr. Bailey and said, “You saved my life, Mr. B! You’re the best goddamn cat there ever was. Come on, get back here, we gotta get out of here!”
And Mr. Bailey
understood him for the first time. He stood there on the curb for a second, trying to make sense of how he knew what a human was saying…and he stood there a second too long. Suddenly, another Caleb was leaping over the car from its passenger side. Mr. Bailey let out a yowl, but he was too late. The Caleb was already at the broken driver’s side window, and Mr. B’s owner was caught off-guard; Mr. B was still much too far away to help when he heard the scream and a horrible ripping noise. He couldn’t see what had happened with the Caleb in between him and the car, but he saw more blood spray across the windshield, and he listened to the scream cut off, and he knew it was over.
He kept going, though, because he was hoping to get revenge. He took a flying leap and landed on the Caleb’s back, clawing it and yowling in fury as he tried to reach its head, since he had now put together that the eye was a weak point (he wasn’t sure why he was thinking so much more distinctly than he ever had, but now wasn’t the time to question it). Unfortunately, this Caleb was apparently more flexible, because it managed to reach its long arms around, grab him, and fling him off before he ever got to the top of that nasty Caleb summit.
He landed on the curb near the dead Caleb, and the alive Caleb started to walk over to him, making its awful noise. Mr. B thought he was done for. He probably would have been, except there was a scream from the street; both Mr. Bailey and the Caleb turned to see a woman, fleeing from what would eventually come to be known as a Brent.
Luckily for Mr. Bailey but not so luckily for the woman, the Caleb decided she was more appealing, and it turned and sprinted after her, leaving Mr. Bailey lying on the curb, out of breath but unwounded. The only evidence that Mr. B had tried to get his revenge were a series of crazed claw marks down its back.
Mr. Bailey made himself go look at his owner briefly; his head had been torn off and was sitting on the passenger’s seat. He sat there for a moment and paid his respects, but then he couldn’t bear to look at it anymore, and he went back inside.
At this point, Mr. Bailey was devastated, but he was also confused and intrigued, because he was suddenly seeing everything differently than he ever had before. He was thinking in a way that he assumed humans usually thought, and he swore he could read a few of the words printed on food bags and toys around the shop. His empty food bowl was printed with, “MR. BAILEY” and he was pretty sure that was his name.
It was a “weird process” (his words) that he doesn’t think he can adequately explain to humans who have always had that capacity for thought and logic. But he would like to emphasize that it was very strange, and very confusing; yet it also provided a distraction from the fact that he had just failed to save his owner.
So he thought about it, and looked down at his brain- and blood-covered fur, and came up with his theory. He swallowed Caleb flesh and blood while attacking it; he knows he did, because he bit it anywhere he could reach, and he was in too much of a frenzy to worry about spitting anything out. Then, he was splashed with its brains, and during his quick wash, he suspects he ingested more blood and at least a few small pieces of the brain.
It’s all only his theory, of course. But it’s the best one he has, and I sure don’t have anything better, so I’m on board. It seems like something he swallowed – the flesh, the blood, the brains, or some combination of the three – made him more than your average cat.
He says he was thrilled when I got there a couple hours later. He remembered me from my visits to the store when I was younger. He was scared and lonely, too, and he wasn’t sure what he was going to do in the following days; me walking in changed that. I told him how much he comforted me that first night, and he said I comforted him too. I guess I never realized that we’d both lost our families that day.
As for the Caleb that killed his owner? Don’t worry. Apparently it stuck around the area, because it was the same Caleb that attacked me in the pet shop the very next morning…and therefore the same one I killed by discovering the magic of laser pointers. Mr. B recognized it when it charged at me; he saw the claw marks on its back. And you know the rest. He helped me take it down, and it was not only his revenge, but the start of a beautiful monster-killing partnership.
Anyway, Rule #10. Things aren’t always what they seem. He may not just be a cat, but he sure is pretty great. I have a conversation partner now too, kind of, as long as we’re careful. Beats writing a journal to myself.
I’m worried about all the monitoring shit, obviously, but that’s a problem for after I share this post. To end the Mr. Bailey extravaganza, I will say this: I love him. I’m glad we have each other. He’s a badass. I’ll let him reply to strangers on the internet if he really wants to, because he deserves it.
…And yes, I may really feel all those things, but you can bet your ass he encouraged me to type
them .
This is a little bit of a read, so settle in, boys and girls. I haven’t posted on this account in a long time. For those of you who don’t remember me (probably everyone), I live-tweeted from the ICON event in Seoul in 2018 and gave my thoughts. I’ve done extremely well in investing, both in crypto and in stocks/bonds traditional markets. I believe I am probably one of ICON’s largest solo investors. I’ve gone through the dark crypto winter just like you and have continued to study crypto projects and invest. And now I’m back to give some of my thoughts on ICON, and what I believe needs to happen as I sadly watch ICX continue to drop down my list of top held assets after being #1 for so long. I give that background/info because some of this may sound a little harsh, however, I’m writing this because I care and because I believe ICON has the most potential of anything I’m holding. If I didn’t believe in ICON, I’d dump it and never give it a second thought. I care, and I’m saying this to help.
I believe that most of the community is aware of the importance of Coinbase. Coinbase provides legitimacy, trust, and being listed there shows that they believe the cryptocurrency has a bright future. However, it seems like the ICON team and even some community P-reps (there was a post just today which is prompting me to write this) try to downplay it so that ICX investors don’t feel bad if Coinbase doesn’t list ICX or something? I’m not sure. So here I will
1) clearly lay out a few reasons why Coinbase listing ICX is important for the future of the project and is therefore important to all who are invested,
2) Transparently discuss what ICX’s current status is in regards to listing on Coinbase, and
3) Talk about what the ICON team can do, and what we, the community, can do to make this happen.
Before I start I just want to state that, in my opinion, Coinbase listing ICX is the single most important thing that the ICON team, Foundation, P-Reps, Community, etc. could be focusing on. Some of the reasons for this are stated below.
Why Coinbase is important for the future of ICON (Hint: It’s not for a quick “listing pump”): ·
Coinbase is THE on-ramp for USD, and USD is what’s driving the current meteoric rise of cryptocurrency. Microstrategy, One River, Paypal, Square. Institutional money is buying in big and
they are using Coinbase to do it. If we’re not on Coinbase we have zero shot at attracting any of that money- or any of the money following that money (this is what we want at this stage).
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Big (non-institutional) US money has nowhere to buy ICX. The volume is all on Binance which recently kicked out the rest of the US users who had been flying under the radar. HitBTC is the next exchange in volume that allows US investors. However, they’re sketchy as f*** and constantly lock people’s funds on their exchange. (I have $20k locked up there currently…) Most of the volume is probably fake as well since no one can withdraw funds. And no, no one is going to use a VPN to illegally access a foreign exchange to purchase or trade hundreds of thousands of dollars in ICX. And no, no one wants to raise the price of ICX 30% on Kraken buy purchasing $50k of ICX- honestly though, the convenience and safety of Coinbase would incentivize me to buy even at a higher price. We just need a decent exchange over here.
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Retail money flows into Coinbase. When Americans tell their friends about cryptocurrency (or are asked about it) Coinbase is the only name anyone gives to beginners. If a coin is not listed on Coinbase it will miss out on a massive portion of retail money- especially now that regulation has closed off so many other exchanges to US customers. I would love to recommend ICX to my friends who ask about cryptocurrency, but it’s a hard sell getting people to open one account, let alone multiple accounts on random websites they’ve never heard of to dump money into things they’ve never heard of.
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Upcoming Coinbase IPO. As
u/user_1950 mentioned in a response to another post “A Coinbase IPO will bring new investors into the fold and most new crypto investors will utilize the exchange they have a stake in. In my research, the cross-pollination of executives from Wall Street to Coinbase/Gemini is a factor of 10x vs. the other platforms out there. You are correct that being on Coinbase will not do much for the price of ICX in the short term, but over the longer-term cycle, it may determine whether the market value creation of ICX will move up by 10x or 100x or more.” It is not necessarily all about
right now. It’s about being prepared to catch more of the future waves of money that are going to hit the crypto markets.
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Awareness. The single biggest/best advertisement or endorsement for a cryptocurrency is the price (steadily, preferably) going up. It raises awareness of the project, it incentivizes developers, it brings in new community members. The second biggest/best endorsement is listing on Coinbase. Projects on Coinbase are seen as mature, well-funded, unique, secure, and are considered to have strong future prospects. Who wouldn’t want that endorsement for ICON? Cryptocurrencies listed on Coinbase also get a whole new set of millions of eyes looking into what they're doing, what they're making, what their goals are, who they're working with, etc. I believe many people who see the great things ICON is doing with governments and huge corporations would choose to invest- with Coinbase's endorsement.
The current Coinbase situation for ICON: ·
Rosetta implementation apparently due to be completed Jan 2021. This is soon, and this is good. Coinbase basically requires this in order for coins to be listed on their exchange. It has to do with how they run things there and it makes it easy for them to “plug and play”, so to speak.
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On Aug 3, 2018 Coinbase posted that they were “exploring a range of new assets ”- including ICX. At the time, Icon was around $1.00 with a marketcap of $330 million. We are around this marketcap again now, but price per token is down quite a bit. However, (speculation alert) I believe they were exploring ICX due to Pantera Capital most likely asking them to provide custody. In April of 2018, the CEO of Pantera Capital stated in a
Bloomberg interview that ICON was their single largest position. In April- probably around when Pantera asked Coinbase the price was around $3-5 per ICX and was in the top 15-20ish coins with $1 Billion-$1.8 Billion marketcap. Total cryptocurrency marketcap at the time was $400B, so ICON was making a pretty good showing for itself. Currently we’re ranked deep in the 60s, with a marketcap of $350B in a market that is worth over a trillion dollars. To regain that marketshare, ICX would have to go 10x from here with the rest of the market remaining where it is. This wasn’t even close to the peak ICX had reached a few months earlier. I think that due to the extreme relative marketcap decrease ICON has probably fallen off of Coinbase’s radar almost completely. This isn’t a fact necessarily, but just a gut feeling. The positive spin on this situation is that Pantera Capital still lists ICON on their website and is most likely still holding. I highly doubt that ICON is still their largest investment, but if the price increases enough it could trigger them to re-initiate talks with Coinbase. Who knows. This Pantera stuff is all educated guessing and speculation, other than the fact that at around $4 they held enough for it to be their single largest investment.
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Coinbase has a “Digital Assest Framework” that they use to evaluate new assets and (in my opinion) ICON now meets all of the criteria. Here is their framework. I have gone through it and believe that ICON now meets all of their criteria. This obviously doesn’t mean that they’re going to add ICX- there are probably many unlisted cryptocurrencies which meet their criteria. However, it shows that ICON is in a pretty good place overall and has a real shot.
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Rumors (I think?) that Coinbase Custody requires $50m of any asset which they list on their exchanges.
I would guess that currently the only single entity who could make this happen is the ICON Foundation. There is a $100,000 setup fee and they charge 1.2% a year. The ICON Foundation is in control of addresses worth way more than this at current values. Yeah, the fee is expensive… But suck it up and have Coinbase hold $50m worth of your ICX for the reasons stated above. This is an investment, and you will easily make back the setup fee and 1.2% a year. It’s a no-brainer.
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Coinbase has an application page for listing… And no one from ICON has even tried applying. This is confirmed by a Coinbase employee who would know. Obviously this is all hearsay to you, however I trust the sources. And the ICON team’s apathy toward this topic confirms it even further for me.
What can ICON do? Overall there are some positives and some negatives. ICON is doing better than many projects in many ways, however there is always room for improvement. I believe if the ICON team would put some effort into it they could get ICX listed on Coinbase in the near future (regrettably, probably after the IPO since Coinbase is most likely focused on that). Would it cost some money? Yes. Would it take a little work? Yes. But just suck it up and do it. If you are concerned about the fees, ask for P-Rep help funding it or something. I would literally pay the $100k fee myself if it guaranteed a listing on Coinbase. Talk to your advisors (Pantera, etc) and see if they would help (Spoiler alert: They would. Everyone in the US who owns ICX wants it on Coinbase). Get f***ing Shinhan Bank (
Holds $375B in assets and partnered with ICONLOOP for multiple projects) or one of your many other high-powered partners to help out and talk to Coinbase even if it is just to help show ICON’s legitimacy. Maybe one of your many bank partners wants to invest in the Coinbase IPO or has investors asking about it. Make some introductions. Call in some favors. Talk to people. Business stuff. Network. Put in literally any effort. Fill out the application at least. Get in contact with the Coinbase listing team. See what you need to do, and get it done.
What can we, the community, do? There are a few things we can do, but regrettably most of this is on the ICON team/Foundation.
· Stay active in the community- particularly Reddit and the ICON forums as these are much more visible and are easier to reference than Telegram. I would try to move as much discussion as possible toward those two platforms. If you are active in the Telegram channels, try to move your conversations to the new daily discussion Reddit thread. A highly active community is part of the Coinbase “Digital Asset Framework” listing criteria.
· Add ICX to your Watchlist in your Coinbase accounts,
here. I know you all have accounts there. If you haven’t already, go find ICX and add it to your watchlist.
· Make sure that P-Reps and the ICON team know that Coinbase listing ICX is a high priority for the community.
· Stay positive. Constructive criticism doesn’t mean I hate ICON. ICX, until recently, has been my largest asset by total USD value. If you have constructive criticism, share it. ICON is a great project. The projects being developed with their enterprise and government partners are at a level most cryptocurrency projects can only dream of achieving. The community is large and great things have been made that are drawing traffic and keeping people involved. The network is stable, fast, cheap, easy to use, documentation is organized, and development/improvement is happening at a rapid pace. ICON 2.0 is on pace to be implemented this year. Great things are happening and will happen. Stay positive and spread the good word.
· Hold ICX forever, restake all rewards, buy more, and never even think about selling. Jk... Unless?
Conclusion: Coinbase listing is much more important than many people in positions of power at ICON seem to realize. If you personally don’t think Coinbase is important for ICON to thrive, please try to look at this situation from some other angles. Obviously everyone is entitled to their own opinions, however my opinion(and probably the opinion of many others) is that getting on Coinbase as soon as possible should be the main focus for ICON in order to be as prepared as possible to help the ICON network grow.
To people at ICON who generally seem to take this kind of suggestion or constructive criticism defensively- please open your mind to other opinions and listen to your investors. Look, I know you don’t owe us anything. We’re not equity investors. But I’m assuming you want your project to succeed and you want your investment to increase in value. This is a proven, sure-fire way to increase the eyes that look at ICON and see all the great things you are working on. And this in turn will bring even more development and use of the network.
Hopefully this was educational as far as ICON’s current standing with Coinbase (That we know of. They obviously can’t talk about it if there is other stuff going on), and what Coinbase wants/needs to list assets. And hopefully some of the right people see this and focus on what the community wants/needs. With more exposure and a rising price comes much more development. We all want the same thing here. Anyway, probably not the best time to post this, but I'm going to bed (Finally. Wtf am I doing?). I'll respond to any questions or comments and things tomorrow.
We have 14,500 members here, and a regular day here is som 20 to 50 member online, and barely anyone is writing anything of all these people. So my question is... how many DEA and coppers do you you think are trying to find who's who here? I think hundreds from all over the world. I don't give a rats ass about it because I always use Tor with a Protonmail VPN on top of that while logged in here. Just wonder why there's som many members but almost bo one is active. Looks really weird to me and something I haven't seen anywhere in any other group online before. If you log in here with your verified open IP you can bet your ass authorities have your name on file, no doubt at all about that.
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