ICP: A Cautionary Tale (and Why I’m Selling)

Right, so, Internet Computer. ICP. It’s up 30% this year. Thirty. Percent. Which, let’s be honest, is less a roaring success and more… a desperate gasp for air. Especially when Bitcoin‘s casually strolling along with a modest 5% gain. It’s like comparing a frantic sprint to a leisurely walk. And everyone’s suddenly decided it’s an AI play? Honestly, the marketing team deserves a raise. Or a therapist.

Because here’s the thing about hype, darling. It’s a fickle beast. And this particular beast has a history. A rather dramatic history. Remember 2021? When ICP hit $750? Good times. Briefly. Now? Let’s just say you could buy a small island for the same price as a lukewarm coffee. A 99.5% drop. It’s not a decline, it’s a freefall. A spectacular, slightly terrifying freefall.

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It’s the kind of chart that keeps me awake at night. Not because I own a significant amount, mind you. Just… because it’s a potent reminder that valuations built on air are prone to… well, deflating. Violently. You see it with meme coins, sure, but this was supposed to be different. “Revolutionary.” “The World Computer.” Oh, the promises.

Look, I’m a growth investor. I like a gamble. But I also like to see something resembling a foundation. And with ICP, it feels like building a skyscraper on quicksand. Everyone’s chasing the AI dragon these days, and suddenly ICP is ranked third-largest AI coin with a $2 billion market cap? It’s a rebranding exercise, pure and simple. A desperate attempt to slap a new label on something that’s fundamentally… not working.

Back in the day, the idea was to host web services, decentralized apps, all that jazz. A noble ambition, admittedly. But then ChatGPT happened. Generative AI exploded. And ICP was left… scrambling. Now it’s “The sovereign cloud where AI builds the web.” Sounds good, doesn’t it? It’s just… I haven’t seen much evidence of actual building. Mostly just… slogans.

There’s always a chance, I suppose. A tiny, flickering hope that it might miraculously revive. But staring at that chart… that flatline… it’s a pretty clear message, isn’t it? A blunt, unforgiving message. And I’m a pragmatist, at heart. A slightly cynical, financially-savvy pragmatist. So, I’m selling. Yes, all of it. And I’m moving on. To something… less likely to induce a stress-induced breakdown. There are other fish in the sea, darling. And some of them might actually swim.

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2026-01-26 13:22