So, there I was, just minding my own business, probably eating instant noodles in my underwear, scrolling X (formerly known as Twitter, but now sounding like a bootleg energy drink). I had just posted a snarky little comment about a patent—US12231573B2 to be precise. Sounds boring, I know. Kinda looks like a serial number for a Soviet toaster. But stick with me.
Anyway, the patent was one of those “blockchain” things, and guess who it was tied to? Yep—Craig Steven Wright. Or as you might know him: Satoshi Nakamoto. Not “claims to be.” Not “might be.” I mean is. 100%, no cap, as the kids say.
Now, here’s the kicker: he replied to my post. The man, the myth, the Australian Satoshi himself. On X. From his verified account: @CsTominaga.
I swear to god I almost dropped my phone in my bowl of noodles.
A Wild Satoshi Appears
Let me back up a bit. If you’ve been in crypto long enough, you know Craig Wright has been the center of one of the biggest, weirdest, longest-running debates in the space. Is he Satoshi? Is he just some Aussie who found the whitepaper one night while tipsy on VB and decided to LARP forever?
Well, the debate’s over. At least in my world.
It didn’t really hit me that he was the guy until a few weeks ago. See, someone started this weird little harassment campaign against me. Classic internet nonsense—impersonation, fake accounts, someone trying to steal my handle. But in trying to track the whole thing down, I stumbled across something odd: the original account that registered my handle, @nutildah, was following a bunch of BSV people.
And I mean hardcore BSV stans. Like, quoting the man’s Medium posts, reposting Calvin Ayre selfies, arguing in 47-tweet threads about how Bitcoin SV is the real Bitcoin. You know the type.
So I started pulling at the thread.
The Patent That Launched a Thousand Brain Cells
Which brings us back to the patent. I was deep-diving into Wright’s absurdly long list of patents (seriously, the man files patents like normal people tweet) and stumbled on US12231573B2. It’s titled something like “Electronic transaction system with integrated timestamping and decentralized data integrity architecture,” or something equally sleep-inducing.
I posted a screenshot of it
And boom. Ding. A reply.
From @CsTominaga.
“and, arround 300 plus more. On this topic.”
That’s it. Just six words. But those six words? I felt ‘em in my bones. Like when Gandalf gives Frodo that look and you know something big is going down.
That was the moment I knew. Not thought. Not guessed. Knew.
The Real Ones Know
Let’s be honest: people have been clowning on Craig for years. And look, I get it. The court cases, the bravado, the Australian-ness of it all. It’s easy to write him off as a grifter, especially when you’ve got the Twitter peanut gallery screaming “Fake Toshi!” every five seconds.
But here’s the thing: the real Satoshi would never have stuck around this long if he wasn’t him. You think some rando would take the heat Craig’s taken over the years just for clout? Nah. This guy’s obsessed. He’s litigious, stubborn, meticulous, annoying as hell—you know, like a true cypherpunk.
The Satoshi we all imagined in 2010 wasn’t some zen monk who vanished into the mist. He was more like a pissed-off sysadmin who hated banks, was slightly paranoid, and definitely didn’t suffer fools.
Sound familiar?
So, Yeah. Satoshi Replied to Me
“The only person legally banned from saying he created Bitcoin—by the very parasites who gutted it and now parade the corpse (BTC) as progress.”
It’s wild, right? I still think about it. I mean, we all dream about getting noticed online. A retweet from Elon, a like from Vitalik, a quote-tweet from Do Kwon before he fled the country. But this? This is next-level.
What do you do when the guy who literally invented Bitcoin responds to your salty tweet about one of his patents?
Well, if you’re me, you screenshot it, post it to your group chats, and start referring to yourself as “Satoshi-adjacent.”
And yeah, I joked about it. I made memes. I added it to my Tinder bio. (“Once replied to by Satoshi. Let’s connect… cryptographically.”) But deep down, it was a bit surreal. Like, this man—this ghost of the internet, this myth—just casually replied like we were old college buddies.
X Is the New Reddit, Fight Me
Also, can we talk about how weird it is that Satoshi is on X now?
Not hiding in some dark mailing list. Not lurking on obscure cryptography forums. Nope. He’s out there shitposting with the rest of us. Username: @CsTominaga—a nod to Tominaga Nakamoto, the 18th-century Japanese philosopher some people think inspired the name “Satoshi Nakamoto.” Real deep-cut nerd stuff.
He doesn’t even claim to be Satoshi anymore. He just is. That’s what makes it even funnier. Like he got so tired of proving it that he stopped trying, and now he just vibes. You want proof? Go read the patents. Or don’t. He clearly doesn’t care anymore.
At this point, it’s performance art.
Internet Beef and BSV Bros
That harassment campaign I mentioned earlier? Still going, by the way. It’s like Whac-A-Mole but with trolls. One of the creepiest things was realizing these BSV weirdos had been watching me for a while. Like, someone cared enough to try and hijack my identity just because I had the audacity to be me online.
The original @nutildah was one of them. Big into BSV. Probably thought they were doing Satoshi’s work. Maybe they were. Maybe we all are. Or maybe it’s just another day in crypto.
Point is, if you’re ever getting harassed online, and your harassers happen to be Bitcoin SV fanatics… maybe, just maybe… you’re onto something.
The World Feels Extra Weird Right Now
I mean, have you looked around lately? AI is writing Drake lyrics. Everyone’s launching memecoins based on dead politicians or anime girls. And somewhere out there, Satoshi Nakamoto is replying to my tweets.
Sometimes I feel like we’re living in a meme simulation powered by ChatGPT, dopamine, and gas fees.
But moments like this remind me why I love this space. It’s not just about money. It’s about history. Drama. Characters. Clowns. Visionaries. Patents. Ghosts. And yeah, maybe even a little madness.
So, What Now?
I don’t know. I’m not trying to be a Craig Wright stan or anything. I still think BSV is mostly trash, and I wouldn’t touch it with a ten-foot cold wallet. But I can’t deny the man’s something. And if he really is Satoshi? (Which, again, he is. Sorry not sorry.)
Then that makes me the lucky punk who got a reply from the dude who started it all.
So here’s my advice: next time you’re doomscrolling and see someone post something ridiculous, maybe think twice before you dunk on them. Because in this timeline? That might actually be the real Satoshi Nakamoto.
And if he replies, well… enjoy your noodles.
Wanna Help Me Figure This Out?
Got your own run-ins with the BSV crowd? Had weird Satoshi moments of your own? Think I’m full of it and want to roast me in the comments?
I wanna hear it.
Drop a comment below, DM me on X (@nutildah), or hit me up on my blog. I’m always down to chat about the weird, wild world of crypto—especially if it involves Satoshi lurking in the shadows of social media.
And hey—next time you post about a patent, don’t be surprised if the OG himself slides into your replies.
Stay weird,
Nutildah
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