When the savings and loan crisis in the US hit in 1989, a lot of slow-moving investors lost their dough thinking the worst couldn’t possible happen. When the dotcom bubble burst in 2001, a lot of folks got torn up as stocks that had previously been 100-baggers went to zero. When the real estate market burned to the ground amid the financial crisis of 2008, a lot of folks got pulled under, imagining the worst that could happen couldn’t really happen. When the Canadian weed market started imploding in early 2019, true believers told themselves for months, “It’s bound to come back soon,” even as companies lost 95% of their value
Esports was supposed to be the big story of 2020. Cannabis was in the toilet, blockchain was locked down, and mining and resources have been in cryosleep since the dinosaurs they’re looking to dredge up walked the earth. We were all waiting for the craze that swept large swaths of Asia and smaller swaths of Europe to make its way over here, and then we’d all cash in on mass production of esports related auxiliaries. Then we waited some more. We’re still waiting.
About once a month or so, a Telus (T.T) representative will call my cellphone to inquire if I’d like to upgrade my pre-existing service to include everything they offer at the highest rate and speed they can possibly give it to me. They always seem to do this at the most inopportune times too, when I’m quietly dying a slow respiratory death on the stair-stepper at the gym or when I’m pulling a small slimy kitten worth of hair out of a shower drain. Those times I call back. When they merely catch me coming out of the shower or in mid-bite of my dinner, I try to save the poor call centre drone the average handle time by asking him one simple question: