. Dude I will be dead when the fight over frozen coins is started. The fight will be that they are not lost keys. The fight will be that they are abandoned coins.
If you have any idea about worldwide legal bullshit in general and human nature those "frozen" coins will be fought over bigly down the road.
Like I said won't happen anytime soon. But it is going to happen.
The thing people are trying to express is:
1. That argument already exists. In the context of Satoshi's coins, and lack of inflation and block reward etc.
2. Recirculating lost or abandoned coins is a CHANGE to Bitcoin's basic monetary policy.
In my opinion that change to the policy would BREAK bitcoin.
I think you are possibly making your assumptions because of a life lived in a FIAT world where these sorts of arguments are the very ways the masters of the system have gamed the system to benefit the masters themselves.
As a gen-x member I sort of hate the arrogant millennials/zoomers when they say "OK Boomer"... but... but...
'OK Boomer' I hate that term more so since that fucking communist Ocasio-Cortez used it.
When I hear it used, it conjures up an age old story:
A farmer goes out one day and buys a brand new stud rooster for his chicken coop. The new rooster struts over to the old rooster and says, "Okay old fart, time for you to retire."
The old rooster replies, "Come on, surely you cannot handle all of these chickens. Look what it has done to me. Can't you just let me have the two old hens over in the corner?"
The young rooster says, "Beat it! You are washed up and I am taking over."
The old rooster says, "I tell you what, young stud. I will race you around the farmhouse. Whoever wins gets the exclusive domain over the entire chicken coop."
The young rooster laughs, "You know you don't stand a chance old man, so just to be fair I will give you a head start."
The old rooster takes off running. About 15 seconds later the young rooster takes off running after him. They round the front porch of the farmhouse and the young rooster has closed the gap. He is already about 5 inches behind the old rooster and gaining fast.The farmer, meanwhile, is sitting in his usual spot on the front porch when he sees the roosters running by. He grabs up his shotgun and boom, he blows the young rooster to bits. The farmer sadly shakes his head and says, "Dangit, third gay rooster I bought this month."
Moral of the story...
Don't mess with us old folks. Age and treachery will always overcome youth and skill!
Ok Boomer, two things you forgot... this is not 1950 and Kids these days see more then it meets the eye
Yeah go ahead i give you 15 sec of head start while the old rooster would be running the young one would jump on the Chickens