I'm too old for global changes, changes = stress, and I'm too old not to be afraid of stress. But, I have to meet the changes. To develop, to increase knowledge and wealth, and to pass all this on to my son. Believe me, children motivate you more than anything, and my six-month old heir motivates me every second.
So, a few months ago I remembered about Steemit, which was associated with a rather long period of my life and in which I invested quite a lot of myself. How can you not remember about Steemit when Bitcoin costs $ 50,000, right guys? :)
Maybe I can create a couple of good posts, and my little grumbler will get another toy to help me sleep.
Well, hello, my dear, my beloved Stee.. Wait a second, something is wrong (the growing hum of the stress wave). I can't read 99% of the posts because I don't know Korean.
Let's be honest, I couldn't read all the posts before, because English is not my native language. Anyway, a few lessons with an English tutor allowed me to leave comments under someone else's post like "Good post", "Thank you" and "London is the capital of Great Britain". And I tried to delve into other people's articles. I don't have a chance with new Steemit.
Don't cry man, your child is asking for a new toy, you can't give up so easily. Maybe a couple of posts in English will reveal a different layer of the audience. Attempt one-no, attempt two-no. Ok, I've never been the most popular author, or even average, but three voices from small bots is not normal. It's time to think a little.
Now most of the posts are published in communities, there are no free tags. And all the top communities are Korean again. Do I have the right to join them, if I don't even understand what the ideology of this community is? Maybe this is a regional branch of ISIS, which decided to make money on cryptocurrency.
It's age again ... my grandfather taught me that you shouldn't fit into a sect if you don't share their desire to sacrifice kittens. I mean, I don't understand which community I can join so as not to feel superfluous there. You can say: Come on dude, this is a social network! Who cares? Nobody cares. Not for me, son, not for me… My grandpa sees everything.
Think, think, think. Why is everything in Korean, where are the English-speaking authors who were at the origins? They couldn't leave so easily, they loved this place, and the place loved and rewarded them. They have invested a lot of time and effort here, and some even money. All these whales and orcas have swum away somewhere…
Let's look friends blogs. Strange, there is activity, but no rewards. Have they ceased to be popular? Maybe, but they couldn't just give up. Remember someone with unique content and great power. What were their names, who was it? Names, dates of birth, addresses, favorite food… All these nicknames, why didn't anyone sign up as John or Ivan?! It's hard for me to remember someone... wait...
Something appears in my decrepit brain. Some signals are trying to pass along the old paths of neural connections, to places where I haven't been for a long time. There was some guy with bright posts and funny style. Something about a bomb ... or ... no, the neural path is inaccessible, like a destroyed bridge to the other side of the river. Coffee break.
Bomb, bomb, bomb, explosion, funny content, constantly published, bright pictures, crazy images. Looks like Andy Dick. It seems an Englishman, not sure. Probably because I learned English-English, not American, everyone who speaks English for me are British.
So, a bomb, an explosion, Andy Dick, The British. British… there was a second word in the nickname, sounds like sir, peer, my lord...no. That's right, mister! 
Thats who can tell me what happened and where everyone went. Everything will become clear soon… The last post was published 11 months ago. Well, well, there's definitely some mystery here.
It's time to use secret technologies and look for something other than porn and diapers. My old ass feels like I'm close to solving. Quiet sonny, quietly, soon your dad will earn us millions of cryptocurrencies.
Aha! HIVE! That's where all the English-speaking fish swims now...or are they now bees, drones, larvae, queens? Interesting…
Read, read, yeah great, all accounts before the fork are transferred to HIVE, great. Wow, and even with a balance, super, it seems i had $200. Trying to go to the website. Hmm, the platform is blacklisted by the regional internet provider. Strange, but not a problem, we will climb through a VPN and…
I can read again, and here are the usual tags. Where is this Englishman who brought me out of the Korean darkness ... Yes, he's here, with up-to-date posts. This is exactly the Steemit (excuse the HIVE) that I was looking for. Me and my son are crying with happiness. Well, I’m from happiness, but he probably pooped again ... maybe from happiness too.
And if to be little serious, then this is a very interesting feeling. As if you left for a long time from the city in which you lived for a couple of years. When you returned, you realize that now completely different people live in it. The street names have changed, everyone speaks a language you don't know, the mayor's office has introduced new laws that you don't understand.
After wandering a little through the streets, and looking for familiar places, you see that everything is abandoned. Nostalgia rolls over you, and you understand that you have not been here for too long, and changes are not waiting for anyone.
Before you finally leave, you decide to go to an old friend's house (