They turned Fredo into a joke. A goofy little frog slapped on charts to explain how bad it’s getting. But Fredo was never the punchline. He was the warning.
Bread? Up. Rent? Up. Hope? Gone. While they gaslight you with “2% targets” and print your future into dust.
Bread? Up. Rent? Up. Hope? Gone. While they gaslight you with “2% targets” and print your future into dust.
Fredo didn’t forget.
They bought all the Bitcoin. They seized the gold. They’re prepping you for digital chains — Central Bank Digital Control.
But Fredo croaked first.
Now he’s back. As a coin. As a cult. As a signal.
Not to hedge your portfolio. To hedge your freedom.