I was asked recently why I dragged my family to central America.
The answer, for me, is very simple. But it may not be for others.
So I wanted to take a moment to lay it all out:
Literally my purpose in life is to uphold my responsibility as a father and cultivate the best possible future for my children, using the knowledge and resources available to me.
To some people, that means stocking up on ammo and having lots of Bitcoin for the inevitable end of the world. Or simply ignoring everything and believing that it'll all be OK.
That's all well & good for others, but me, I prefer going down the path of lesser resistance while still claiming agency over my situation.
So why 🇸🇻?
Because I see hope here. I see actual problems being solved for real people. I see a government with a low-time preference looking towards the future and a better tomorrow that doesn't involve stripping its citizens of its human or property rights.
I came here with the intention to build something beyond the scope of my own desire... and the results in only 3 months are literally palpable.
The opportunity is fertile.
Meanwhile, I've watched my home country/culture deteriorate over the last 15 years, along with much of the Europe I fell in love with as a young adult.
I don't see hope there.
And the more I reflect on it, I don't think I ever did. Regardless of how positive and inspired I choose to be, living within a bubble of general despair makes you believe that YOU are the only solution... if you even get that far!
Trying to live off-grid in Hawaii exemplified that for me. Not even external paradise is worth it if the internal world is constantly grappling with the harsh reality that the future is bleak for my children there.
But El Salvador is a place visualizing a bright future, and taking the steps to create it.
I don't have to generate that hope & optimism here on my own, because it permeates the air and ushers along my very existence. I can breathe it in as extra fuel to my personal fire.
I obviously don't know what the future holds. But in this place, in this moment, where women can feel safe walking around at night, the hardest money in the known universe is legal tender, and a sense of optimism towards the future is all but clinically contagious, I can't say I'd be doing my job well as a father if I didn't at least 𝘵𝘳𝘺 to make things work here right now.
So... yeah.
There is plenty to extrapolate from much of this, but that's my basic answer.
I'd rather my children grow up around hope & inspiration instead of ignorance & paranoid gloom.
