Far from leading to a Tokyo-based whiz kid using the name “Satoshi Nakamoto” as a cipher or pseudonym (a story repeated by everyone from Bitcoin’s rabid fans to The New Yorker), the trail followed by Newsweek led to a 64-year-old Japanese-American man whose name really is Satoshi Nakamoto. He is someone with a penchant for collecting model trains and a career shrouded in secrecy, having done classified work for major corporations and the U.S. military.
Nakamoto was hiding in the same way the author Thomas Pynchon was “hiding” - in plain sight. He used a slightly different name in his work life, but Nakamoto wasn’t in deep cover. Kudos to Newsweek's Leah McGrath Goodwin for doing the work to find him. He lives in Temple City, California and came to the U.S. as a child:
Descended from Samurai and the son of a Buddhist priest, Nakamoto was born in July 1949 in the city of Beppu, Japan, where he was brought up poor in the Buddhist tradition by his mother, Akiko. In 1959, after a divorce and remarriage, she immigrated to California, taking her three sons with her. Now age 93, she lives with Nakamoto in Temple City.
Like all great Americans, he lived for a while in New Jersey, where he worked for RCA in Camden. He also worked for the FAA, Hughes Aircraft, and a bunch of other firms. He also did defense contract work.
And yes, he is a libertarian whose own family didn’t suspect him of being the inventor of the world’s leading alt-currency.
A libertarian, Nakamoto encouraged his daughter to be independent, start her own business and “not be under the government’s thumb,” she says. “He was very wary of the government, taxes and people in charge.”…
Calling the possibility her father could also be the father of Bitcoin “flabbergasting,” Ilene Mitchell says she isn’t surprised her father would choose to stay under cover if he was the man behind this venture, especially as he is currently concerned about his health.
"He is very wary of government interference in general," she says. "When I was little, there was a game we used to play. He would say, ‘Pretend the government agencies are coming after you.’ And I would hide in the closet."
I was in the Manchester airport with Bill Buppert from ZeroGov.com on my way home from the New Hampshire Liberty Forum. I was wearing my Bitcoin Not Bombs hoodie which features an image of plane dropping Bitcoin, but doesn’t have the word “Bombs” on it.
My things required two bins. One for my backpack and shoes, and the other for my laptop and phone. After a pleasant chat with the man tasked with molesting me, I was approached by a plump female agent who told me there was a lot of strange metal in my bag and she needed to see what it was. I was carrying a few hundred metal lapel pins from ShinyBadges.com that I sell at conferences. She removed my inventory, which was all stored in clear plastic tubes. The pins were clearly visible, and although I usually sell a Bitcoin pin, I had sold out at the conference. I had no Bitcoin related flyers either. I had given them all to other activists before I left.
As the friendly agent unpacked all of my merchandise she asked “Do you have any coins in these?” I replied, “No, why?” and she answered, “I just want to make sure you don’t have anything valuable.” Actually,” I replied “those are all valuable to me.” She took both bins back to the front of the TSA screening area to be scanned again. She returned, swabbed the inside of my backpack for chemical explosives, and seeing nothing dangerous, I was clear to leave.
Bill and his wife were sitting on a bench in the terminal waiting for me as I approached them. Then two men stepped between us, both wearing dress shirts, one orange and one blue. The orange shirt asked where I was traveling to. I replied “Earth.” This was not intended to be antagonistic. I usually reply that way when asked where I am from. It’s a product of my love for science fiction. He asked me to be more specific and I said, “The Northern part.” Admittedly snarky, but still not malicious. I didn’t know who these men were. I had already been cleared by security, and based on their attire and their forwardness I thought they might be other attendees of the conference on their way home. I was joking with them, like I do with most equals.
Then blue shirt said, “Just answer the question.” Full stop. State speech is hate speech. That’s when I knew I was talking to bureaucrats, because respectful people don’t talk that way. I don’t talk to bureaucrats if I don’t have to, so I responded, “Are you conducting an investigation, or am I under suspicion?” They asked if I was traveling internationally. I replied, “Am I obligated to answer your questions?” He replied, “If you are traveling internationally you are.” I replied, “Do you have any evidence that I’m traveling internationally?” The orange shirt said “We’re the ones asking the questions here” and the blue shirt asked to search my bag for my boarding pass. I told him that my bag was already inspected and didn’t contain anything dangerous, and that I didn’t consent to another search.
Richie jazzed as hell that the local bank manager likes groanworthy currency puns too.
Btw that’s mister Bilcoin, not Bitcoin. You can tell because he’s in a place of business wearing appropriate attire and not passed out face down in his underwear and a thick film of sweat-damp body grime next to an Ikea shelf stacked with ASIC mining rigs.
Here’s the sexuality section of the posters my GSA will be putting up around the school!
These posters are by no means exhaustive and I only put the bare basics of each sexuality on the poster. If there’s a glaring error in a definition or something please tell me so I can fix it before we put these up in real life!
The characters (that are not from The Lion King 1 1/2 cast) that show up in the end are (not in order): Mickey, Donald, Goofy, Stitch, Pocahontas, Peter Pan, Tinkerbell, the Lost Boys, Aladdin, Jasmine, the Genie, Quasimodo, the gargoyles Hugo, Victor, and Lavern, Terk, Baloo, Mowgli, Snow White, all seven Dwarfs, Lady, the Tramp, a hippo from “Fantasia”, Belle, the Beast, Mrs. Potts and Chip, Dumbo, Flora, Fauna,and Merriweather from “Sleeping Beauty”, Brer Bear, the Mad Hatter, and the March Hare.
Yesterday my friend and I were walking out of Forever 21 and the wind blew my skirt up a little. I had shorts on underneath (for this very reason) but two guys in a parked car saw it happen and yelled at me to lift it more, I yelled back, “fuck you!” and they laughed. So I took my pocket knife out of my bag and said, “I will slash your fucking tires” and they did not laugh