Every friend ships with a wallet of its own, and the fees from every trade land in that wallet instead of yours. You hold the picture and the picture holds the balance, which is a distinction people tend to discover late.
Every friend also gets exactly one vote on what happens to the pile. Twelve of them are awake so far and they have been voting all week without pausing once to ask how you feel about it.
These twelve woke up first, took a wallet each and formed a committee before anybody thought to stop them. Click one to open its file.
Everything the committee has passed this week. Your one vote is in there somewhere, on the losing side of all of it.
Four steps, and only the first one involves you.
You pick a friend and it moves in. It is polite about it, it says thank you, and it never once mentions the wallet it arrives with.
Fees from every trade drip into that wallet all day long. The balance goes up, the friend gets heavier, and nothing about this reaches your side of the screen.
Once a week the committee sits down and decides what the pile is for. Holders get one vote each, which is exactly as many as every friend in the room already has.
Whatever survives the session gets shared out among everyone who was still holding at the gavel. Whatever does not survive is now a rock.
Read into the record by the chair, who then refused to take questions.
One thousand and twenty four, and that number was voted on before any of you got here. A motion to mint more was raised once and the room went very quiet.
The key went into the fire during the second session, on a show of hands nobody counted. It was described in the minutes as a gesture of trust.
Nothing is taken on the way in and nothing on the way out, which sounds generous until you remember where the trading fees were already going.
Handed over to the committee, unanimously, at a meeting that lasted four seconds. They thanked themselves and moved straight on to the next item.