Resolutions? In a pig’s eye
Now far as I’m concerned, this right here is the proper attitude to take towards any so-called “New Years resolutions.”

Stolted from good ol’ Miz Barnhardt’s always awesome Barrage.
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Now far as I’m concerned, this right here is the proper attitude to take towards any so-called “New Years resolutions.”

Stolted from good ol’ Miz Barnhardt’s always awesome Barrage.
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Jimmeh Peanuthead, the damned “liberal” idiot responsible for inflicting the current wave of Moslem supremacism on a world already dying of a plague of rampant, seemingly incurable Leftism, has at last descended into his rightful place in Hell.
The nation’s living presidents all chimed in to offer condolences to Jimmy Carter’s family on Sunday after the 39th commander-in-chief died Sunday at the age of 100.
“Whenever I had a chance to spend time with President Carter, it was clear that he didn’t just profess these values,” former President Barack Obama said in a statement. “He embodied them. And in doing so, he taught all of us what it means to live a life of grace, dignity, justice, and service.”
Yeh, yeh, yeh, whatever, your semen-slurping Satanic Majesty. Ladies and germs, I give you one of the only known existing photos of the Deep State personified:

All of them gathered in one convenient place, and nary a Maverick AGM or JDAM in sight. It’s a scandal and a shame, that’s what. Unfortunately, even Trump saw fit to join the disgustingly long queue to slurp on the stump of Carter’s desiccated dick, if only out of politeness.
Donald Trump reacts to Jimmy Carter’s death with heartfelt statement: ‘We all owe him a debt of gratitude’
President-elect Donald Trump on Sunday said the nation owes former President Jimmy Carter “a debt of gratitude.”In a post on his Truth Social platform, Trump said the 39th president, who died Sunday at the age of 100, served the nation during a crucial time.
“Those of us who have been fortunate to have served as President understand this is a very exclusive club, and only we can relate to the enormous responsibility of leading the Greatest Nation in History,” he wrote.
“The challenges Jimmy faced as President came at a pivotal time for our country and he did everything in his power to improve the lives of all Americans. For that, we all owe him a debt of gratitude.”
Yeah, suuure we do—for such wonderful blessings as, ohhh, lemme see now…
In 1976, the massive National Education Association supported Carter for president. The Georgia Democrat repaid them by creating a new bureaucracy, the Department of Education. Allegedly concerned about bureaucratic inefficiency, Carter supported the creation of a new bureaucracy more powerful than all the others.
The Senior Executive Service (SES) serves as “a central coordinating point” between presidential appointees and “the rest of the federal workforce.” The SES oversees “nearly every government activity in approximately 75 federal agencies.” Like other bureaucracies, the SES didn’t work as intended.
Around the time of the malaise speech, Carter’s approval rating was in the 20s. The Georgia Democrat never caught on with young people.
“I didn’t trust the son of a bitch as far as I could throw him,” writes Bruce Bawer, the author of While Europe Slept who was 19 during Carter’s 1976 campaign. He recalls:
Carter was slick. Boy, was he slick. His big, toothy smile was the phoniest thing I’d ever seen. He insisted that his name appear on the ballot as ‘Jimmy,’ not ‘James.’ And he talked a lot more about his religion than any other presidential candidate in my lifetime had ever done. I’d never heard such sanctimony from a politician. It was while listening to him that I heard the term ‘born again’ for the first time. Although plainly trolling for evangelical votes, he acted as if he was far too virtuous to think of doing such a thing.
Bawer judges Carter “an absolutely horrible Commander in Chief. At home, he gave us high inflation, high unemployment, and an energy crisis that led to long lines at gas stations. And abroad? He treated allies shabbily. His posture toward adversaries was one of reflexive appeasement. He seemed to equate passivity in the face of provocation with Christian virtue.”
One of those virtues is humility, but the sanctimonious Carter, who banned liquor from the White House, exaggerated his accomplishments.
Carter was not, as he claimed, a “nuclear engineer.” Navy Lt. Carter, a graduate of the Naval Academy, did begin nuclear power school but resigned his place to take over the family peanut farm when his father died. Jimmy Carter is the only president to have filed a UFO sighting with the Air Force, and the only president who claimed to be threatened by a “killer rabbit.”
According to his press secretary, “there are just certain stories about the president that must forever remain shrouded in mystery.” Maybe so, but four years in power left little mystery surrounding the Georgia Democrat his own self. For millions of voters, Carter was a bust and the nation needed hope and change.
Reagan won 489 of 538 electoral votes and 50.7 percent of the popular vote to Carter’s 41.0 percent. The Georgia Democrat carried only six states and the District of Columbia. Undaunted, Carter quickly mounted a campaign for the worst ex-president of modern times.
Which campaign was a resounding success, right up until Bathhouse Barry took office (link via Ed Driscoll). As for me, I can only second the motion put forth long ago, albeit in a different context, by none other than the incredible Ramones.
At the top of today’s AoSHQ Music Thread, CBD says:
Who knew The Ramones did a Christmas song!
To me The Ramones are the quintessential rock band. They never took themselves seriously, had an absolute blast, and their music was punchy and loud and short.
U2 they ain’t, and thank God for that!
Agreed, wholeheartedly, excepting that “never took themselves seriously” business. As anyone who has ever read an in-depth interview with them knows, the Ram-Ones took their music extremely seriously; one of their greatest accomplishments, to my way of thinking, was maintaining an engaging, self-deprecating sense of humor in the way they presented both themselves AND their music.
It reminds me somewhat of how people who don’t know or care much about Elvis Presley will dismiss him by saying “Oh, he was always just a pawn, he didn’t know what he was doing, he had no clue.” Not so, not a-TALL: even a cursory listen to the Sun sessions, or the endless re-takes of powerful songs such as “Suspicious Minds,” “Green Green Grass Of Home,” or “Lord, You Gave Me A Mountain” says something entirely else. Hell, he recorded thirty (30) takes of, oh, what song was it, “Hound Dog,” I believe, before he was satisfied with it. He ended up going with take 29, which in itself says a heck of a lot about how involved, exacting, and instinctively accurate Elvis’s creative process was, at least until, in his later, sadder years, he lost faith in the songs (most of which, admittedly, were pure dreck) and basically sleepwalked through his last few studio sessions so perfunctorily it’s downright chilling.
For some reason, CBD provides neither a link to nor an embed of the aforementioned Ramones vid. Coincidentally enough, however, I’ve had said Ramones vid idling in a YewToob playlist for quite a while now. Almost stuck it in with this year’s Christmas music posts, but decided to hold off at the last minute.
Not exactly one of my favorite Ramones songs, coming as it does from Brain Drain, which, although there are a cpl-three good songs on there, is not exactly one of my favorite Ramones albums. “Merry Christmas” etc has all the hallmarks of one of Joey Ramone’s 60s-pop compositions, which…okay, okay, those aren’t exactly my favorite Ramones songs either. My personal preference was always the snarly, hyper-adrenalized blasts of punk-rock aggression penned by Dee Dee. Best song from Brain Drain, IMNSHO? Gotta be this:
Ahhh, now THAT’S more like it.
Update! Just now hit me that this post could never truly be complete without the Platonic ideal of a Dee Dee Ramone song.
Pounding drums, throbbing bass, buzzsaw guitar, incoherent vocals—see what I mean? From the Too Tough To Die album, which I think is way better than Brain Drain. Shoot, the first song alone beats Brain Drain all to hell and gone.
Gee, wonder why his grandson turned out to be the oxygen-thieving little predator he was. Why, one might almost conclude that Grampa’s attitude might have been the REAL problem whence the whole mishegas derived.
Still Baffling: AR-15 Provides Homeowners with Unfair Advantage Over Intruders?
Sometimes in researching stories to share with TTAG’s audience you come across an old one that still makes you shake your head. Sometimes you come across an old one that makes you shake your head so much you just have to share it. After all these years, what this grandfather says, in spite of his obvious grief, is still a head scratcher. So here’s the story:Years ago, Massad Ayoob once told me, “In a fight for your life, if it’s a fair fight, your tactics suck.” Like many of us, I’ve heard (and used) that same expression countless times. However, a grandfather in Oklahoma apparently thought it should be a fair fight between home invaders like his grandson and innocent homeowners.
Leroy Schumacher told media outlets that the homeowner’s use of an AR-15 gave him an “unfair advantage” against the gaggle of armed thugs who broke into his home. In the end, three of the thugs assumed room temperature.
Don’t you love it when the family members of violent criminals speak out to the media, trying to paint their misguided scholar kin as the true victims.
Grandpa Schumacher brought a big shovel to continue diggin’.
“What these three boys did was stupid,” said Leroy Schumacher.
Schumacher agrees his grandson and his friends made a bad decision, but not one worthy of deadly consequences.
“They knew they could be punished for it but they did not deserve to die,” said Schumacher.
Schumacher says his grandson didn’t have a chance. The 17-year old, he says, never got into trouble.
“Brass knuckles against an AR-15, come on, who was afraid for their life,” Schumacher told the station at the time.
Don’t give a shit, Gramps. Your worthless spawn, happily for all of his future intended victims, has now assumed room temperature, so who was or was not “afraid for their life” is no longer relevant. “Unfair”? Cry me a river, asswipe; your precious “good boy” is dead purely because he made the fatal mistake of breaking into the wrong house, no other reason. If you can’t do the time, then don’t do the crime, as the old saying goes. May he, his hapless partners, and especially you, burn in Hell for a thousand years—a lengthy stretch which should afford the whole sorry lot of you ample time to figure it out for yourselves.
Bottom line, the stupid wannabe-thug brought brass knuckles to a gunfight. The most satisfying part of this story would have to be its decidedly happy ending (bold mine):
Authorities didn’t agree with Schumacher’s sentiments, however, and Zach Peters was not charged with any crimes because police say he acted in self-defense. Schumacher was not convinced that the shooting was justified, though, and reiterated his belief that the consequences didn’t fit the crime. “There’s got to be a limit to that law, I mean he shot all three of them — there was no need for that,” he said.
No, he should’ve probably just shot one of them and hoped the others ran off instead of taking charging at him and using his own gun to kill him. You can’t make this stuff up!
To think those three teens apparently committed that violent home invasion under the leadership of their criminal mastermind friend Elizabeth Rodriguez, who eventually pled guilty to reduced charges and was sentenced to 45 years for each of her criminal partners killed. All three sentences were to be servied concurrently. As for her associates Jacob Redfearn, Jake Woodruff and Max Cook, they will for eternity pay the price for a very stupid decision that they learned too late has very real, long-term consequences. While this incident took place in 2017, it’s a lesson that is still valid today.
You don’t go in a person’s home unless invited. It’s as simple as that.
Annnnd BINGO! ‘Nuff said.
Grandpa’s grief is of course understandable. Which only makes it all the more crucial that the arrant horseshit said grief has led him to espouse be quashed immediately and vehemently, lest such destructive “thinking” gain a toehold via misplaced sympathy and metastasize throughout society entire, to all our great detriment. Decent folks tolerate nonsense like this at their own dire peril. Denounce it or die, sayeth I.
Final positive aspect? Just this: Grampa’s inept thug of a grandson and his criminal ex-confreres will never break into someone else’s house with intent to victimize a homeowner guilty only of minding his own business again, guar-on-TEED. Curmudgeon nonpareil HL Mencken, a/k/a the Sage of Baltimore, expressed the core principle thusly: “Hanging one scoundrel, it appears, does not deter the next. Well, what of it? The first one is at least disposed of.” A-fuggin’ MEN, podnah.
Off-topic update! Speaking of happy endings, MarsEdit 5.3 is still choogling merrily away, to my tremendous relief. YAAAAY!
ON-topic update! Via Lakeside Joe: Another lesson learned too late, another goblin DRT.
Florida Man Shoots at Two Migrants in Alleged Home Invasion, One Died
A Florida homeowner shot at two migrants who allegedly broke into his home Thursday night. One of the migrants, a Mexican national, died from multiple gunshot wounds.Manatee County Sheriff Rick Wells told reporters his deputies responded to a call about a shooting connected to an alleged home invasion burglary. The homeowner said his home surveillance camera alerted him to the two masked men who were about to break into his home, Fox 13 reported.
“He [the homeowner] knew something bad was about to happen, and he didn’t stall. He grabbed his firearm, told his wife to get into a safe spot,” the sheriff said. “This is the state of Florida. If you want to break into someone’s home, you should expect to be shot.”
The homeowner reportedly told his wife to find a safe place in the house as he grabbed his firearm to defend his home and family. Florida is a Castle Doctrine state that allows a homeowner to use deadly force to defend himself or others.
Bold mine again, and utterly delightful.
The Great State Of Florida and a handful of other localities notwithstanding, it shows how very far shitlibs have dragged the Overton window towards Leftist tyranny, that the once nearly universal assumption that defending the sanctity of one’s home and the safety of one’s family using deadly force was reasonable and appropriate—in fact, was every self-respecting Man of the House’s solemn duty—should now be questionable, even outrageous, for a great many so-called “Americans.”
Time was, getting shot and/or killed was held to be an occupational hazard for housebreakers, thieves, and other such vermin, far from being unheard of; even said vermin realized that the longer he plied his nefarious trade, his odds of being shot would rise from “Highly Likely” all the way up to “Dead Certain.” The idea that a law-abiding citizen would someday be arrested, tried, and incarcerated for the “crime” of ventilating a marauding armed robber or robbers would have drawn gales of scornful laughter from all and sundry in those days—preposterous, absurd, manifestly Unpossible© here in the Land of the Free and the Home of the Brave!
Today, alas, this upending of the very concept of Law And Order itself is taken as read, a given. Even amongst 2A absolutists, the too-real prospect of imprisonment, persecution, and personal ruin based on the most threadbare pretext—when The Enemy bothers to justify Himself at all, mind—is now accepted as the stuff of everyday life in Amerika v2.0. Again with the Eternal Truth: no matter how much you hate Them, you don’t hate Them enough.
All in all, the newly-controversial God-given right to effectively defend one’s home, loved ones, belongings, and bodily self is yet another Founding principle which has been flung down and danced upon by the Leftist wrecking crew. Having grown up in a very different America than the one I see all around me in my dotage—its exact opposite, in fact; the Disney-reboot version of it, written, produced, and directed by Bearded Spock—I can only wonder how the hell it ever came to this. We’ve come a long way, baby—every step of it in precisely the wrong direction.
Aiight, as promised last night, I downloaded a fresh copy of MarsEdit 5.3, complete with Daniel’s repairs/edits/tweaks. Unpacked it, launched it, and Bob’s your uncle! She’s purring like a newborn kitten on Mama’s teat now—in fact, I’m using 5.3 to compose and publish this very post. Thanks again, Daniel, you da Man for sure!
For some strange reason, I have been inundated with spam emails today—well over a thousand so far, and counting—forcing me to interrupt what of right ought to be prime blogging time so as to rid myself of the pestilential things.
Also, the MarsEdit v5.3 update dropped yestiddy, so naturally I hit “Download and install” with a quickness, only to find that the blasted thing refused to launch on the trusty iMac, who knows why. The Dock icon would bounce three (3) times in the ordinary manner, then come to a screeching halt and sit there still and lifeless as a dried-white dog turd on an Arizona blacktop in late July. Then the customary nag box popped up: “This software may not be compatible with your current MacOS version.” Which, I’d already checked that before I ever even ran the updater, of course.
Lather, rinse, repeat, far too many times for my own good, always with the same dismaying result. I firmly resisted deleting the ME Preferences file, seeing as how I’d expended a great deal of effort setting up a shitload of custom keystrokes and/or macros therein—probably the single MarsEdit feature I love most, and make use of constantly. I really, REALLY didn’t want to lose my heavily-customized ME setup only to have to do it all over again, as I figgered a clean-reinstall would require of me. Yessir, I was up a tree but good on this one.
After spending waaay too long last night searching the remotest nooks and crannies of the Mac-software Innarnuts for a full-version download of ME 5.2.6, the hassle-free version I’d been running for quite a while now, I finally (FINALLY!) found it at the venerable MacUpdate site, DL’d and decompressed the little beastie, dumped it into the Applications folder, and viola! Back to fair winds and following seas with the best third-party WP editor of all time for me, like I’ve long since come to rely on.
In the throes of last night’s grief and angst, I emailed my buddy Daniel of Red Sweater Software, the creator/purveyor/sole proprietor of MarsEdit, whereupon we back and forth’d for a spell trying to ascertain what the blue blazes might be going on here. He asked me to reinstall 5.3 and try it again, having done a little code-fu on it in the interim to get things straightened out for me. Naturally, I promised to do so tomorrow, and to let him know what happens with a full AAR.
As I’ve said before here of Daniel, such prompt, friendly, hands-on customer service/tech support is a rara avis indeed nowadays, in any field of endeavor. After all, it ain’t as if the poor fella doesn’t have more than enough to occupy his time, his mind, and his hands already—during Christmas week, no less (or Hanukkah, as the case may be, having never had occasion to inquire of his religious affiliation, if any). Red Sweater Software, see, is by way of being a sideline for him, something he does more for personal enjoyment than anything else; he works a full time day-job in addition to dreaming up, creating, and de-bugging all kinds of cool software applications, bless his no doubt exhausted, stressed-out heart.
Once more, my utmost gratitude goes out to Daniel, for all he does.
Update! Jeezum H CROW, sixty more spam emails over the transom while I was putting this post together. What the actual fuck…?!?
She spells it right out, and it’s funnier’n all hell.
That appears to be noted video game expert, ReichWingNaziDeathBeastXtian raconteur, self-proclaimed Carnivore, and all-round troublemaker Melonie Mac, a pulchritudinous young lass who—at least from the looks of her X/Twitter feed—pulls no punches, not one, not ever. Via our friend Phil, who says:
Saying out loud what everybody else has been thinking for the last 5 years.
Pretty much, yup. FULL DISCLOSURE: As I keep insisting re ((((Dem pesky JooJooJooJOOOOOZ!!!))), I have no problem whatever with gays qua gays, never have had. My problem is exclusively and entirely with the strident, in-your-face shitlib variety, for whom I have no use at all.
I assume that, towards the end of Melonie’s rant when she mentions “homos buying children,” she’s referring to this godawful news item.
Gay couple who showed off picture-perfect family gets 100 years in prison for horrific rape of adopted sons
A gay Georgia couple convicted of sickening sexually abuse of their two adopted sons will spend the rest of the lives behind bars.William and Zachary Zulock, 34 and 36, were each sentenced last week to 100 years in prison without the possibility of parole, the Walton County District Attorney’s office announced.
“These two Defendants truly created a house of horrors and put their extremely dark desires above everything and everyone else,” said District Attorney Randy McGinley, according to WSB-TV.
The couple raised them under the guise of a happy home in an affluent Atlanta suburb.
But their supposedly picture-perfect life — Zachary worked in banking and William was a government employee — held a dark secret.
The couple were regularly forcing the boys to have sex with them, and would film the abuse to make pedophilic pornography.
Evidence showed they even bragged about the abuse to twisted friends, with one telling police Zachary once sent a Snapchat message reading “I’m going to f–k my son tonight. Stand by,” along with images of the boy being abused.
And they allegedly used social media to pimp the boys out to at least two men in a depraved local pedophile sex ring.
Sick fucks. Good luck in prison, freaks, God knows you’re gonna need plenty and to spare of it. From what various hardcore recidivist bikers have given me to understand over the years, you Short Eyes types tend to have it extremely rough on the inside.
Got an outstanding selection of Christmas tunes lined up for y’all this year, most of which haven’t run here before. But no Christmas could ever be complete without these two perennial classics, if you ask me. First up, an inspired mashup by my verymost favorite male chorus of them all.
Next, what happens when members of the top two male vocal ensembles on the entire planet find themselves hanging out in the hotel bar after a concert? A bona fide miracle, that’s what.
Simply glorious. If the above two numbers don’t leave you with a tear in your eye and a lump in your throat, hie thee to a medical facility (or better still, a house of worship) to be checked for a soul. As many times as I’ve heard it, the final “Amen” in that last vid will still reduce me to abject weeping every. Single. Time. Verily, t’is nothing more nor less than the very voice of God Himself.
It’s a merry Eyriemas over at Substack, featuring Christmas-themed meme-a-tic revelry. Seeing as how I had a few left over, I figgered why not share the surplusage here at Ye Aulde CF Muthashippe. Happy happy happy, folks!


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Yet another of those occasions when we must embrace the healing power of “and,” I’m afraid.
US Congresswoman Missing For Six Months Found At Dementia Care Home
Local paper Dallas Express recently launched an investigation into the whereabouts of Republican Congresswoman Kay Granger, who has represented Texas’s 12th Congressional District since 1997. The investigation followed reports that she had been absent from office for months.Dallas Express found out from a local resident that Granger was not missing but instead residing at an assisted living facility specializing in memory care.
Here’s more from the reporting:
We then received a tip from a Granger constituent who shared that the Congresswoman has been residing at a local memory care and assisted living home for some time after having been found wandering lost and confused in her former Cultural District/West 7th neighborhood.
The Dallas Express team visited the facility to confirm whether Granger was residing there and to inquire about how she planned to vote on the spending bill. Upon arrival, two employees confirmed that Granger is indeed living at the facility. However, we were not permitted to conduct an interview regarding the current spending debate in the House of Representatives and how or if Ms. Granger planned to vote.
Taylor Manziel who is the Assistant Executive Director for the senior living facility acknowledged to The Dallas Express that “This is her home.”
It remains unclear why Granger’s staff declined to disclose her condition to the public, especially given the lack of representation during a crucial voting period in Congress.
And, of course, the term limits conversation on X reignited…
As well it might’ve, and should. Yes, yes, I am aware of the shopworn argument against term limits: we don’t need ‘em, they’re already baked into the cake, all’s we have to do is vote the bastards out. Sorry, but as with so many other failed Constitutionally-set “protections,” those built-in “term limits” no longer work as intended. ZH includes a video that hits all too close to home.
This art installation depicts world leaders as they have aged, yet I feel this is our current government. Old, feeble, unable to move, and possibly brain dead. pic.twitter.com/afdrkJgy1T
— Dr. Jebra Faushay (@JebraFaushay)
Hey, I may not know art, but I know what I like. Another telling aspect: this Congresscritter fell off the map completely for six fucking months…and not a soul noticed, in goobermint or out.
Two terms and OUT, sayeth I—if not voluntary, then by force of law, since they refuse to go voluntarily into that good night.
Ever felt overwhelmed juggling different cryptocurrencies across various apps? Yeah, me too. It’s like trying to herd cats—each coin demanding its own special treatment. Whoa! Managing multiple wallets was such a pain that I nearly gave up on crypto altogether. But then I stumbled upon something that just felt… right.
Initially, I thought all wallets were basically the same—just places to keep coins safe. But the truth? Not even close. Some wallets try to do everything but end up doing very very little well. The quest for a smooth, desktop-based multi-currency wallet that doubles as a decent portfolio tracker felt endless. Oh, and by the way, I’m biased, but I like my tools clean and user-friendly, not cluttered with features I’ll never touch.
So, here’s the thing. A wallet like Exodus wallet isn’t just a storage vault—it’s more like your crypto command center. It lets you see your entire portfolio in one glance and easily swap assets without hopping around a dozen platforms. Seriously? That’s a huge time saver. My instinct said, “This could be the one,” even before I fully understood how deep its features ran.
What’s really cool is how Exodus wallet balances simplicity with power. It’s not just for beginners who want to store Bitcoin and Ethereum; it supports dozens of currencies, making it truly multi-currency. That means you don’t have to install separate wallets for each asset — which, let me tell you, was driving me nuts.
Hmm… I remember when I first tried a multi-currency wallet that wasn’t Exodus. The interface was clunky, and the portfolio tracking was, well, almost non-existent. That kind of defeats the purpose, right? Having everything in one place but not being able to track performance easily? Nope, not for me.
Now, desktop wallets have their own pros and cons. On one hand, they offer better security than web wallets because your private keys stay on your machine. Though actually, if you’re not careful with backups, you can lose access forever. Exodus wallet addresses this with a straightforward backup and recovery process that’s surprisingly user-friendly. I had a slight panic the first time I saw those seed phrases, but the wallet guides you through it without sounding like a NASA engineer.
One thing that bugs me though is how some wallets overload you with info. Exodus wallet strikes a nice balance—it shows what you need without drowning you in graphs or jargon. You get clear portfolio views and can dig into transaction histories if you want. Check this out—
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For portfolio trackers, many apps rely on syncing with exchanges or pulling data from APIs, which feels a bit risky or unreliable at times. Exodus wallet keeps your data local but still gives you a comprehensive look at your holdings. That’s a big win for privacy and peace of mind.
Okay, so check this out—Exodus wallet also integrates exchange features right inside. That means swapping BTC to LTC or ETH without leaving the app. That’s a game changer if you’re like me and hate bouncing around different platforms. No kidding, it feels like having a mini exchange built into your desktop wallet.
But hey, it’s not perfect. Sometimes the network fees can be a bit high depending on the currency and timing. I’m not 100% sure if that’s avoidable with any wallet, but it’s something to watch out for. Still, the convenience often outweighs the occasional extra cost.
Another subtle point is the design—Exodus wallet is just plain nice to look at. It’s kind of like that cozy coffee shop where you want to chill for hours. User experience matters—especially with something you’ll be interacting with daily. I don’t want to sound shallow, but aesthetics do influence how I feel about using an app regularly.
Something I noticed is that Exodus wallet is constantly updated based on user feedback. The devs seem genuinely interested in making it better, which isn’t always the case in crypto. Initially, I was skeptical about trusting a wallet that wasn’t open-source, but then I realized the trade-off: they focus on user-friendly design and support rather than just raw code transparency.
By the way, if you’re concerned about security, Exodus wallet offers hardware wallet integration with devices like Trezor. That’s a solid combo—desktop convenience plus hardware-level security. I love that it lets me keep day-to-day stuff on my PC but move bigger amounts to cold storage.
As the crypto space expands, holding a single coin is kinda old school. Diversification is the name of the game. But managing multiple wallets is exhausting. Exodus wallet’s multi-currency support means you can track Bitcoin, Ethereum, Ripple, Litecoin, and many others all in one place. It’s like having a financial Swiss Army knife.
Really? Yes, and the portfolio tracker helps you see which coins are up or down, making it easier to decide when to buy, sell, or hold. Plus, seeing your net worth in fiat currency (like USD) is comforting—it grounds the abstract crypto values into something tangible. That’s something many wallets overlook, ironically.
Something felt off about earlier wallets I used—they either focused too much on security, making them complicated, or prioritized flashy features without solid fundamentals. Exodus wallet seems to strike a middle ground, which is pretty rare. It’s not just a tool; it’s a daily companion for managing your crypto life without stress.
Okay, so here’s a personal note. I’m not a hardcore trader or developer. I’m just someone who wants to keep my crypto safe, track performance, and make swaps easily. Exodus wallet fits that mold perfectly. If you’re like me and prefer desktop apps over web-based chaos, this is worth a look.
In fact, exodus wallet has become my go-to for managing multiple currencies. It’s not perfect, but it works. That’s sometimes better than perfect but unusable.
It’s as safe as most desktop wallets can be, especially when combined with hardware wallets like Trezor. Just remember to keep your backup seed phrases secure and offline.
Yes, it offers a clear portfolio view with up-to-date values in fiat currencies, making it easy to monitor your holdings’ performance.
Absolutely. It integrates exchange services that let you swap coins directly without needing external platforms, which is super convenient.
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Vichy GOPe: Putative "Republicans" who talk a great game but never can seem to find a hill they consider worth dying on; Quislings, Petains, Benedicts, backstabbers, fake phony frauds
Fake Phony Fraud(s), S'faccim: two excellent descriptors coined by the late great WABC host Bob Grant which are interchangeable, both meaning as they do pretty much the same thing
Mordor On The Potomac: Washington, DC
The Enemy: shitlibs, Progtards, Leftards, Swamp critters, et al ad nauseum
Burn, Loot, Murder: what the misleading acronym BLM really stands for
pAntiFa: an alternative spelling of "fascist scum"
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—Charles Bukowski
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—Ezra Pound
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—GK Chesterton
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—Donald Sensing
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—Etienne de la Boiete
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—Frederick Douglass
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—Joseph Goebbels
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