Stop looking for deep meaning. Our thesis has been the same since day one: it's exactly what it says it is.
No ecosystems. No revolutionary tech. No financial paradigm shifts. Just a piece of cheap bamboo, sanded down so it doesn't splinter your lip, stuffed into a flimsy paper sleeve.
It’s the exact tool you use to eat cold takeout at 3 AM and throw away without a second thought. Linear. Banal. Pointless.
While every other token screams to be a hero, a mascot, or a ticket to Mars, we remain a chopstick. The most passive object on the table. It has no will of its own. In a space choking on over-promises and collective hallucinations, maybe you just need something violently self-aware.