The rugs had their run
The map of Solana is littered with the wreckage of dead launches. Charts that mooned at 9am and flatlined by lunch. Liquidity yanked, telegrams gone silent, devs ghosted with the bag.
But every crash clears the field. The tourists got burned and left. The pump-and-dumpers moved on. What's left standing in the ash is the crowd that actually showed up to build.
That's us. No fake roadmap. No anon holding half the supply with a finger on the sell button. Just a community that got tired of getting played and decided to run the room instead. The rugs had their run — now it's ours.