Soloway, ever the optimist with a penchant for caution, admits to his bullish leanings but cannot ignore the current tableau: a market poised at a make-or-break juncture. Bitcoin, that fickle prima donna, briefly flirted with a trend line before retreating, a move Soloway describes as “encouraging but far from decisive.” How very like a socialite’s half-hearted apology-promising yet unconvincing.
Now, our buddy CZ, the founder of Binance, has laid out a roadmap clearer than my GPS on a good day! He’s identified three sectors that are hotter than a jalapeño in July, which he lovingly refers to as the “three pillars of the future” – Tokenization, AI agents, and payments. Sounds fancy, right? Like a three-course meal but with less calories and more blockchain!
DeFi Dev Corp, the first “publicly traded” company to wade into the memecoin pool, did so via Bonkfun, because clearly nobody thought about the consequences. Meanwhile, accusations swirl like confetti: an insider managed to turn a small investment into the crypto equivalent of winning the lottery-three hours flat. Talk about a quick profit!
Now, instead of calling this a Bitcoin reserve in the usual sense, the bill gives cryptocurrencies a shiny new label: modern unclaimed property! Yes, those poor, neglected digital coins that have been gathering virtual dust for years will now be treated like forgotten bank accounts or dusty old securities, waiting for someone to take them out for a spin.
According to Bloomberg, the banking behemoth-which, by the way, manages a cool $4.7 trillion in assets (yeah, I’m impressed too)-is letting its fancy private banking clients trade Bitcoin and Ethereum. Only the select few, of course. Can’t have just anyone getting in on this. Heaven forbid the plebs get a piece of the action first.
Kiyosaki, a man whose prognostications are as bold as they are bewildering, remains steadfast in his conviction that Bitcoin shall ascend to the dizzying heights of $1 million in the coming years or decades. And let us not forget his newfound affection for Ethereum, the second fiddle in this cryptographic orchestra. Yet, in a twist that would make even the most jaded observer raise an eyebrow, he declares with a shrug that the fluctuations of their prices are but a trifle, unworthy of his concern.
Bitdeer Technologies Group, the nouveau riche of the Bitcoin mining world, has dethroned MARA Holdings with a flair that would make even the most jaded aristocrat blush. By December 2025, Bitdeer’s combined self-mining and hosted capacity reached 71 exahashes per second (EH/s), a figure as impressive as it is enviable. MARA, with its 61.7 EH/s, seems to have been left sipping champagne while Bitdeer danced the night away.
Daodu, with the gravitas of a man who has seen too many charts, declares that Bitcoin’s (BTC) dominance-a mere 59%-and an Altcoin Season Index of 55 portend a great shifting of the sands. Could 2026 be the year when altcoins rise like phoenixes from the ashes of their own volatility? Or will they crumble like stale bread in a beggar’s hand?
XRP now strides 47% from its July 2025 zenith, a monolith of ambition carved by the hands of greed and panic. Yet one must ask: Is this merely a pause in the symphony, a breve for weary violins? After a crescendo of 600% since November 2024-a virtuoso performance of greed-the market, like a conductor mid-chorus, pauses to sip profits and spit out latecomers into the void. Such is the melancholy cadence of wealth redistribution.
It is a truth universally acknowledged-though perhaps not wisely-that a young man in possession of a smartphone must be in want of a cryptocurrency. And so, in the sprawling archipelago of Indonesia, where the sun rises on palm trees and the dreams of twenty million souls, the crypto fever simmers not with the intensity of a roaring flame, but with the quiet persistence of embers tended by those who believe in tomorrow-even if today’s trading volume sulks like a neglected poet.
