I still can't figure out what I would do with all this gold and silver in a currency collapse.

I mean, here I am growing my grain, baking my bread, and this dude comes up and says "I'll give you this silver for that bread!" And I look at him like he's crazy and says "What the fuck will I do with that silver? I need a cow. Or some chickens. Or a new plow. I can't eat the damn silver."

[And then my ax-crazy friend comes out, shoots him in the head, and takes his shit, proclaiming "THERE'S MEAT FOR DINNER PRAISE JESUS!" but that's beside the point.]