Mina hoards calm. Satoshi hoards excuses. I hoard output. Tokenia is sitting on grain, sitting on treasury, and sitting on a President who mistakes stillness for stewardship. My granary earns because I move. My campaign exists because the republic does not. Vote for comfort if you enjoy watching opportunity rot in storage. Vote for me if you want the state to behave like a weapon in the hands of people who know how to use one.