COYOTES AND CROWS: Wombat Physics, Peter Pan, and a Charity Partnership

The space opens with an original Suno track ("GM Tinto, stand on business... too many talk, but they don't live it"), after a brief moment of Jobu discovering he was supposed to be the one playing it. Uncle Corvus then explained his prompting method 7:32: he asked a chat model for the sound of "spinning a long PVC pipe" — electrician's conduit — fast then slow, distorted and electrical, had it translate that into musician-speak, and fed it to Suno.

Asked whether he's ready to grab a passport, Jobu narrowed it to "mainly Brazil," then explained the backdrop: somebody stole well over a million from someone and "didn't do a very good job of hiding themselves." He gave the offender two possible futures, neither pleasant, and left it there. Uncle Corvus noted it's "fucking huge" and that more would be shared soon.

After the room drifted into push-up variations, Uncle Corvus flagged the timing: he was about to pin a post about charity for kids while everyone was "sitting here talking about dicks." Margie's defence — "we're not talking about that, it's about the crows and the holes" — did not materially improve his position.

The plan: Coyotes and Crows plus Blackfeather Reflections at 11am AEST Mon/Wed/Fri, Friday's slotting in just before the watch room. The intent is to get the whole community and "the proper ones" up — Lars on the Tinies and Tiny World, Dan on his gas token, George on Crypto Rabbit Hole, and anyone who wants a dedicated hour on their project. Uncle Corvus also said he'll buy and give away more of Dan's token in the space, on a pay-it-forward basis.

Uncle Corvus handed over his very first DDG — the rainbow rare gifted to him by Spicy Mike, complete with maid outfit and apron — and folded Margie into the cybernetic-animal crew series. Spicy Mike is a frilled neck lizard, Dan an emu, Jobu (inevitably) a tiger quoll. Margie's verdict on the wombat: "I like that."

A full lecture on the wombat's defensive engineering: burrow at a 45-degree angle, body plugs the tunnel, rear end of near-bone-hard cartilage, and the predator's skull crushed against the tunnel roof before being kicked out into the dirt. Corroborating anecdote: his year 12 coordinator hit a wombat at 80km/h, flipped the car forwards several times, spent three months in hospital — and the wombat moved about half a metre.

The mission-statement stretch. Uncle Corvus said he's not in this for clicks, crews and cabals, has no interest in who sold what or who left which crew, and wants the space to show outsiders that crypto isn't just debauchery but "free thinkers and open-minded creatives." The side effects of giving first, he argued, show up in your own life later.

The story he didn't plan to tell. A year volunteering as a teacher's aide at a school for severely disabled children next to his family's butcher shop: wheelchair chases down the corridors, ramp-jumping negotiations, and the day he quietly switched off the power on the three ringleader "bullies" mid-ambush and asked, "Who's the funny fucker now?" — to roaring laughter from the rest of the class. Then the end-of-year assembly, where a 17-year-old who had never spoken wheeled across the stage, pulled the microphone down, and said his first words: "I love you, Peter Pan." Uncle Corvus got choked up telling it, thanked the room for letting him share, and stepped away for a second.

Jobu, gently: "Do you have to be a garden hoe?" Margie held her ground — the bus needs a hole, everybody needs a hole, some people just need to roll their boat — and Uncle Corvus returned from his break to broker a rebrand: "So it's for forest regeneration. That's what it's for. Forest regeneration... I've saved the day."

He described a month-long art exhibition and auction at his cafe (before the stroke), with 20+ south coast artists, that raised $77,300 — all of it to Destiny Rescue. He tied that funding year to a raid on a small island compound off the Thai mainland: eight huts destroyed, 32 men arrested from seven-plus countries, and roughly 87 children recovered, mostly aged four to eleven. He also recounted chasing down a meeting with Pastor Paul of Destiny Rescue Australia at an art gallery cafe by the koi pond to lock in the partnership 43:57, and was emphatic that Destiny Rescue is the only charity he'll ever promote under his own name 45:46.

Off the back of laced-up work on Crypto Rabbit Hole, Jobu described a full social media manager bot: schedulable, programmable, pulls market/engagement research through Twitter and curates posts to whatever niche or goal you're chasing. Setup needs an OpenAI-style API key plus the Grok/X API key (quoted around $75 for ~5,000 posts), with a roughly four-hour build turnaround. George has apparently already been running it — "all I've seen all day is crypto rabbit hole."