To even ask if the Dogecoin crash is over is to misunderstand the entire theatrical production. One does not simply ‘end’ a tragedy of such delicious proportions; one savors it, like a perfectly bitter aperitif. A certain crypto analyst-let us call him VisionPulsed, for a name without poetry is a tragedy in itself-has delivered a sermon from the mount of bearishness. He suggests, with the dreary certainty of a man who has never appreciated a good epigram, that our dear Doge shall remain as lifeless as a society hostess’s wit until two dreadfully serious conditions are met: Ethereum must scale its own personal Everest, and the Russell 2000 must perform a similar feat of acrobatics. A rather tedious set of prerequisites for joy, don’t you think?
The Sideways Snooze of the Shiba Inu
The good analyst began with what can only be described as a satirical flourish-a “daily dose of bearish because it’s always bearish forever and ever.” One must admire the commitment to a theme, even if the theme is unrelenting gloom. He then presented the data, which showed that Dogecoin has been engaged in the most fashionable of modern pursuits: doing absolutely nothing for seven months. One hundred and seventy-five days of exquisite sideways ennui. In the world of finance, this is called ‘accumulation’; in the world of art, it is called a very long intermission.
The core of his contention-and it was a rather core-ish contention indeed-is that all the old triggers for an ‘altseason’ have lost their spark. The halving? A bore. Bitcoin‘s new highs? A snore. It seems the entire cast has forgotten its lines. “We’re almost at 500 days post-halving and there’s still no shot on the moon,” he lamented. One does wish these financial prophets would speak in something other than lunar metaphors; it is so terribly common.
His solution? To place all hope upon the slender shoulders of Ethereum and an index of small-cap equities. Until these two rather serious gentlemen decide to break into a run, he shall remain bearish. It is not pessimism, darling, it is merely fashionably late optimism.
He did, however, allow himself a single thimbleful of what he termed “hopeium.” A vulgar term for a rather simple idea: if by some miracle the Russell and ETH do their duty, then one might permit oneself a frisson of excitement. But until then, we must all sit quietly in our chairs and watch the paint dry on the charts. He even noted the dwindling engagement, the empty digital theaters where his analysis plays to a crowd of perhaps two thousand. It is the final, crushing blow: to be bearish and also boring is a fate worse than a market crash.
And so, we are left where we began. The Dogecoin crash cannot be declared over by consulting its own pulse; one must instead take the temperature of the entire tedious party. Without the concurrence of these two outside markers, our canine-themed coin is doomed to wander the same dull range, a ghost at its own feast.
At the time of this writing, DOGE traded at a price so specific ($0.21757) that it implies a precision the entire situation frankly does not deserve.
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2025-08-22 00:11