One of the key features of cryptocurrencies is largely permissionless access, unlike what is being witnessed with trading platforms like Robinhood.Anzio Ancelotti didn’t notice anything amiss right away. It was subtle things at first. Perhaps a credit card transaction that would take longer than everyone else’s to clear, or a bank loan that wouldn’t be approved.Then his paychecks would bounce at his bank, but clear on reissue. Eventually, the bank closed his account and refused him banking services altogether.And then one day, while walking home from work, an unmarked van pulled up and a two barrel-chested men bundled him into the back gruffly.Panicked, Ancelotti tried to shout, but a gloved hand clasped firmly around his mouth meant that he could barely even breathe.“Now now Mr. Ancelotti, there’s no need for drama. Now I’m going to calmly remove my hand from your mouth and if you so much as try to be smart, I guarantee you will regret it.”Ancelotti nodded in agreement.The balaclava-wearing man removed his hand,“Do you know why you’re here Mr. Ancelotti?”Shell-shocked, Ancelotti shook his head uneasily.“No worries, let me do the talking then. You see Mr. Ancelotti, you have had a good life no? Albeit a quiet one. You tend to your little herb garden, your daughter Misha, she’s quite the handful isn’t she, and your loving wife.”“It would be such a shame if anything were to happen to them don’t you think.”“What did you do them! Who are you?” Ancelotti snapped back angrily.“Now, now, Mr. Ancelotti. You are in no position to be asking the questions,” the man now tapped the inside of his jacket where the butt of a pistol could clearly be seen.“It would be better if you just listened.”“Now you are not an opinionated man, I know that. But you have an alter ego.…