Technical geeks—and yes, top analyst Ali Martinez is apparently one of them—are geeking out over Solana’s “textbook cup and handle” pattern. Translation? If Solana was a coffee cup, it’s about to spill some serious gains. This classic chart pattern usually means “get ready for liftoff,” but remember, sometimes charts lie like your mate who says they’re five minutes away.⌛️
Imagine, if you will, a liquid ballet where $140 billion in USDT pirouettes gracefully with XRP, sans the ungainly crutches of wrapped tokens or the dentists of third-party bridges—quite the feat, wouldn’t you say?
Well, well, well, what do we have here? Crypto ETFs are back at it, and boy, did they make waves last week. As bitcoin and ether buzzed with energy, ETF inflows surged like an unexpected viral TikTok dance.
After months where these funds looked more deserted than a sidewalk on a snow day, this tiny inflow looks like a faint signal that maybe—just maybe—institutions are dusting off their wallets and thinking, “Hey, what if this crypto thing isn’t doomed?” The larger crypto market seems to have pulled itself off the floor, and ETH’s standing there brushing dirt off its shoes.
Lookonchain, the eternal chronicler of digital whispers, broadcasted on the 28th of April that a billion tokens had been born anew. Since the last January 29, the still hands of Tether have crafted 12 billion such coins on this very network—an industrial scale, relentless and unceasing.
Fast forward to April 27, 2025, and these folks are holding a mind-boggling 553,333 Bitcoins. Total tab? A staggering $37.9 billion, at an average price that makes your bank account weep: $68,459 per coin. Saylor’s love affair with Bitcoin treasury policy is basically the corporate version of a rom-com—but with way more crypto and a lot less heartbreak. 💔
Wreathed in official decree, the Dymension collective heralds this leap: Beyond. It transmutes their protocol into a layer bridging all, validating and rolling out to every L1 realm, a kind of digital Siberia to house the endless sprawl of rollups.
The plot thickens because these worrying signs aren’t whispers from some shady hedge fund—nope, they come right from the Federal Reserve’s own survey. That means when the bigwigs gather, they can’t just shrug and say, “Meh, who cares?” It’s hard to ignore the data when it’s practically waving a red flag and shouting “Hey, pay attention!”
Like a seasoned soldier advancing from the shadowed valley of $74,434 towards the bright crest near $95,857, Bitcoin marched with a miracle of bullish fortitude. The signs were clear amidst the crowd: volumes spoke of fervent admirers buying with eager hands, though these voices softened slightly in the days that followed. Even the candles—the fiery messengers—whispered of a brief resting breath, small red signs at the summit, the calm after the storm or perhaps the eye before it. Along its path, defenders stood firm between $84,000 and $86,000, while the enemy held the high ground stretching from $95,000 to $96,000. To the brave traders peering over the battlements, a retreat toward $88,000 to $90,000 might serve as a prudent pause before the next charge.
Ah, Bitcoin — that restless beast! On Monday, it tiptoed like a cautious ballerina across the slippery stage of markets, up by a mere sliver under 1%, all while the world around it quaked with fresh quarrels — trade tensions puffed up and even India and Pakistan tossing bullets like children with pebbles in a narrow alley. Such is the theater of the absurd.