Problem is, I don’t want to be unbanked. I’m barely banked as it is. Meaning it’s the wife’s ancient (1963) and honorable (Cambridge Trust, finally shuffled off the mortal coil by merger) now-just government pension receiving account. Used to be considerably larger, but cancer, abuse of the prudent man rule, we live in a former resort villa in the frickin’ Carribeano ferchrissakes, and extreme old age hers, not mine, I’m merely old aged, have reduced it to that.
So, if my nonexistent credit rating somehow passes muster with Square, or whatever it is here, I sure as shit don’t wanna expose my ride-or-die crypto-commie retired gummit pensioned wife to be nuked when I eventually do. So I gotta find someplace to jack into, bankwise.
I daydream all kindsa stuff, mostly anonymous and unbanked, Lightning seems about as close to that as there is, these days, but my castle in the air geodesic recursive content auction market is somewhere way down on Woody’s Hierarchy of There, so here we are, not quite There. Yet. If ever.
In the meantime someone pledged. So I enabled payments, and set up stripe. Cough. So it’s there if you want to use it.