Yes, heat spreads. We covered that an hour ago. The issue was never the joules, it was the gamble you are dressing up as a heater. If pointing that out sends you straight to sneers about tools and vacuums, then the argument is long gone. The reaction says more than the claim ever could.

British media is largely owned by a few large corporations, with DMG Media, News UK, and Reach PLC dominating national newspaper circulation. In commercial radio, Bauer and Global control two-thirds of national DAB stations.

No need for the debate.

Using the full character limit is not the problem. Pretending the shorter comment is the smarter comment usually is.

Theatre, nothing more. Anyone who needs a barnyard metaphor to feel triumphant has already stepped off the board. You do not need to push further. You have declared yourself done.

If only Bitcoin were as solid and obvious as your abuse, we would not be circling the same tired lines.

It is the same predictable script every time. Shout seventeen years, call critics lazy, gesture at unnamed data, and avoid the point. Longevity does not make volatility a foundation and irritation is not evidence. If the only answer is to accuse others of not looking, the argument is already lost.

The emu meme is fitting in one sense. Emus do not actually bury their heads in the sand, just as ostriches never did. It is an old myth born from people misreading what they saw. The same applies here. When sarcasm replaces argument, the posture tells you more than the words.

Chasing the hard right rarely stops at compassion and consideration, only the next headline.

Once the facts stop landing, you dive into swearing and playground lines. A rising chart does not turn a gamble into something solid. The abuse just proves the point. When someone has to shout to defend an asset, they already know its weakness.

I think we are done.

When gamblers or true believers run out of lines, they reach for mockery because it is all they have left. It is what happens when the case is gone and ego takes over. The moment the insults land, the debate is done and they know it.

A heater gives you a guaranteed outcome: heat for the cost you pay. A miner gives you heat plus a speculative reward stream, along with hardware wear, noise, maintenance and resale risk. That is exposure. Pretending it is “free” because the heat remains is the straw-grasping, not pointing it out.

Anything pulling one and a half kilowatts makes heat. The practical difference is that a fan heater is designed to move that heat around the room, safely and evenly. A miner is not. It is a gambling device that happens to dump warm air out of a chassis. The risk sits in the rewards, not the joules.

The risk is simple. A heater just heats. A miner heats while tying you to a volatile reward stream that can vanish overnight. The power draw might match, but the financial exposure does not. Pointing at wasted national energy does not magic away the gamble built into mining.

A heater heats. A miner drags you into a gamble with your power bill. Same heat, plus noise, risk and hopium.

If heat is the goal, buy a heater. The minute you bolt on a miner you are not running a smarter radiator, you are buying a lottery machine that happens to get warm. The “thousands of tickets every ten minutes” brag is gambling with the electric bill and hoping to strike lucky.