plebworks.
The People of Bitcoin.
Every headline in this paper is a joke. You probably recognized yourself in one of them anyway. That's alright — so did we.
Here's the part that isn't a joke. plebworks publishes for the commoner: the person who owns some Bitcoin and a quiet worry they don't fully understand it. The person who's been meaning to sort out the inheritance for two years. The spouse who'd be locked out if the worst happened.
We don't custody your coins. We don't phone a server you've never heard of. We don't put a machine between you and your money. We explain, in plain English, exactly what's happening — and then we hand the final word to the one place it belongs: the button on your own hardware.
The Index is how we show it. Every dispatch in it is a real conversation — a real Bitcoin task, start to finish. The headlines are the life you've been putting off. The dispatches are how it actually goes when you stop.
★ The Masthead Promise ★
- We never sign. Every signature happens on your own hardware, by your own hand. The machine is never in the loop.
- We never hold your coins. Every key stays in the family. There is no custodian, and there is no us-in-the-middle.
- We never call a server you don't run. Your node, your data. No block explorer, no oracle, no third party. Ever.
Read one. If it's clear, that was the point.
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