Gazing at the daily chart, XRP seems to have feasted near a 2.41 summit and now nurses a hangover in the pale light between 1.85 and 1.95. The recent low of 1.811 murmurs of support, but as volume thins in the descent, the ascent reads less like a triumphant chorus and more like a graceful, if rueful, collapse.
Bitcoin continues to honor its grand boundaries, as one honors a noble feud.
In a rather amusing press release, Kalshi revealed its newest hire, John Bivona, as the company’s inaugural Head of Federal Government Relations. One can only imagine the boardroom discussions: “Let’s get someone who knows how to charm the bureaucrats!” Bivona, a political strategist with over 20 years of experience, previously played the role of the charming liaison at the Department of Homeland Security during Biden’s administration. Quite the pedigree for working with the masses, wouldn’t you say?
Our dear friend Bitcoin (BTC) seems to be having a rather unexciting day. Its price is practically glued to yesterday’s closing bar, as if it’s afraid of stepping out into the big, scary world!
While gold and silver ascended to giddy heights-$5K and $110, respectively-Bitcoin plummeted to $86k, threatening to retest its recent nadir of $80.6k. One can almost hear the wails of the crypto faithful, their HODL mantras now whispered in despair.
a credit risk rating of “1-2” or higher from designated agencies, and issuers whose total bond issuance reaches the 100 trillion yen minimum. It is a precise crafting of guardianship, as if the state were shaping a shield for the currency’s future.
This was nearly the same haul as in Q3, a stubborn echo that rubs the jaw a little: a year of buying that rivaled the appetite of central banks, as gold climbed to new summits and broke the old, polite thresholds. The metal’s mood is bold; the mood of the markets, perhaps, is fatigued and amused in equal measure.
Jesse Pollak, the mastermind behind the Coinbase-backed Layer 2 network Base (BASE), hath taken to the digital pulpit to denounce the very idea of meddling with token prices. “Illegal!” he cries, his voice echoing through the halls of crypto. “It would undermine the sacred integrity of the market!” And thus, he stands, a beacon of virtue in a sea of schemers.
Apparently, according to someone called Darkfrost, who sounds like a moderately disgruntled weather forecaster, these stablecoins have been experiencing “outflows”. Frankly, one assumes they’ve simply decided to take a holiday. Possibly to a less volatile jurisdiction. Possibly to a server farm in Antarctica. One doesn’t ask too many questions.
A certain Mr. ‘Darkfost’ – a name evocative of shadowy corners and perhaps a predilection for excessively strong tea – informs us that this ‘hashrate,’ as they term it, has descended from a respectable 1.133 ZH/s to a rather paltry 690 EH/s in a mere two days. One wonders if Mr. Darkfost issued this proclamation whilst huddled over a samovar, bemoaning the general absurdity of it all.
