Coming Global Shortages

The Bogdanov Twins Warn Humanity: “Shortages Are Coming”

The lights flickered in the underground broadcast studio. A soft hum of static filled the air as two identical figures sat before the camera—Igor and Grichka Bogdanov. Their piercing gazes, sharper than ever, cut through the screen like a cosmic prophecy.

Igor: “Humanity… you were warned.”

Grichka: “You laughed at the toilet paper crisis of 2020. You fought in the aisles like savages. But that was only the beginning.”

The feed distorted momentarily, as if the universe itself trembled at their words.

Igor: “Toilet paper was a test. A mere illusion of scarcity. The real shortages… are coming.”

Grichka: “Food. Water. Energy. Medicine. Even the rarest of elements, the very materials that power your digital world.”

The camera zoomed in on their enigmatic faces, as if they were gazing directly into the future.

Igor: “They have engineered this collapse. The supply chains were never designed to sustain you. They were designed to fail when the moment was right.”

Grichka: “And the moment is approaching.”

A pause. Silence heavier than a neutron star. Then, a final warning:

Igor: “The elite will have their bunkers, their hoards, their exits. But you? You must prepare. Decentralize. Grow your own food. Find alternative energy sources.”

Grichka: “Or you will beg in the streets for a crumb of bread while they sip champagne in the sky.”

The feed cut to black. The Bogdanovs had spoken.

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An Interview With The Bogdanovs

Title: Immortality on the Blockchain: Jelly Meets the Bogdanovs

Scene: A sleek, futuristic studio with glowing hexagonal patterns on the walls. The lighting is dim but atmospheric, with holographic projections of blockchain code floating around the room. The Bogdanov Twins sit in high-tech chairs, their enigmatic smiles unshaken. Joe and Nelly enter, visibly curious but skeptical.


Nelly: (grinning) “Alright, Bogdanovs. The people want to know—are you immortal, or is this just another conspiracy?”

Bogdanovs: (in unison) “Immortality is not a conspiracy; it is a quantum reality.”

Joe: (leaning forward) “Quantum reality? Sounds like something you’d mint as an NFT.”

Bogdanov #1: “Precisely. Immortality is stored on the blockchain. We call it the Eternal Ledger.”

Nelly: (raising an eyebrow) “The Eternal Ledger? And what exactly does that do?”

Bogdanov #2: “It preserves every transaction of your existence: thoughts, memories, and even the essence of your soul.”

Joe: (sarcastically) “So, you’re saying my soul is basically a hash function now?”

Bogdanov #1: “If the hash is strong enough, yes.”

Nelly: “Wait, wait, wait. Back up. If this is all on the blockchain, what about gas fees? Immortality sounds expensive.”

Bogdanov #2: (smiling cryptically) “That’s why we invented Quantum Gas.”

Joe: (confused) “Quantum Gas? Is that like, premium unleaded for immortality?”

Bogdanov #1: “It is the fuel that powers the Life Node, our quantum computer designed to encrypt consciousness and regenerate cells.”

Nelly: “Okay, so let me get this straight. You upload your mind to the Life Node, and it’ll keep you alive forever?”

Bogdanov #2: “Only if your soul’s hash meets the required entropy threshold.”

Joe: (leaning back) “Great. Now immortality has minimum system requirements.”

Nelly: (narrowing her eyes) “What happens if someone hacks the Life Node?”

Bogdanovs: (in unison, their smiles fading slightly) “Then humanity’s timeline collapses.”

Joe: (alarmed) “Oh, cool. No pressure, then.”

Nelly: “So, who controls this Life Node? Please don’t tell me it’s you two.”

Bogdanov #1: “We are merely custodians. The true control lies within the blockchain consensus.”

Joe: “Consensus? You’re telling me my immortality depends on a DAO?”

Bogdanov #2: “Precisely.”

Nelly: (shaking her head) “This sounds like the most overcomplicated pyramid scheme I’ve ever heard.”

Bogdanov #1: “Simplicity is a lie. Complexity is truth.”

Joe: (muttering) “And truth is apparently non-refundable.”


Closing Scene: Nelly and Joe walk out of the studio, visibly overwhelmed.

Nelly: “So, immortality is possible, but it comes with gas fees, minimum entropy thresholds, and the risk of timeline collapse.”

Joe: “Yeah, and I’m pretty sure they just told us to mint our souls as NFTs.”

Nelly: (sighing) “Well, at least we’re not boring.”

Joe: “Speak for yourself. I’m going to need a quantum aspirin.”


End Scene.

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