It was a dark and stormy night when Alex Jones stormed into the dimly lit restaurant, his eyes blazing with anger. He strode over to the table where SBF sat, looking composed and collected despite the chaos swirling around him. "You fucking fraud, SBF," Alex spat, his words dripping with venom. "You and your goddamn company, FTX, stole billions of dollars from innocent investors. How do you sleep at night?" SBF remained calm and composed, his voice measured and controlled as he replied. "I un...