The more you short, the richer you become. A characteristic of poor people is frantically clinging to what they think is valuable garbage. Only by letting go of how much you currently possess can you grasp more. If your hands are full of garbage, you can't choose any good things, let alone catch them. Similarly, if your hands are stuffed full of shitcoins, there's no way to sell them for money to then buy some useful, valuable coins. Only by selling pussy can you show off; only by selling coins can you pack coins. Poor people have explosives strapped to their heads, pus flowing from their feet, and hold crane's crown red in their mouths. What fills them is not just garbage; they treat a chicken feather as a military order and a shoehorn as a ruyi scepter. Rather, they are filled with poison, a poison stemming from their survival environment that they are unaware of.