Tsk, I just cleared another batch of old contracts’ infinite approvals. The wallet is full of permissions that say “can be called indefinitely”—it really looks like the front door is wide open for anyone to stroll in and take a look around.

I used to think it was a hassle and couldn’t be bothered to handle it. But later I thought about it: with a bit of on-chain assets, if some bug or a phishing contract targets it, you could really end up “zeroed out at the speed of light.” Revoking permissions is like locking the door—something you do with a quick tap before sleeping, so you can rest easy.

Every time I see the news that memes are surging to new highs, someone always shouts “this time is different.” But old hands know: attention rotates fast like flipping through pages—don’t rush to join the fun just because it’s on the last baton. Anyway, I still trust those honest, inspectable protocols—like assembling a stained-glass window, where every pane lets the light through—only then do I feel comfortable moving in.