Picture this: you walk into a bank, sign their paperwork for a 17% interest rate on a 50-year mortgage. The moment you accept those terms? They're basically throwing a party in the back office.

Seventeen percent. For half a century. Let that sink in.

That's not a loan—that's generational wealth extraction dressed up in a three-piece suit. You'll be paying them until your grandkids are old enough to question why anyone ever thought this was a good idea. Meanwhile, traditional finance keeps smiling, keeps collecting, keeps pretending this is just how things work.

Funny how the system celebrates when you lock yourself into decades of debt at rates that would make loan sharks from the 1920s blush. But hey, at least you got approved, right?