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Netflix, that purveyor of flickering images and questionable taste, has enjoyed a run that would make even the most seasoned speculator blush. Some whisper it’s too late to join the party, that the champagne has all been drunk. But consider this: a vast number of citizens still haven’t succumbed to the siren song of endless streaming. A mere 10% of their precious viewing hours, they stubbornly cling to archaic broadcast methods. This, my friends, is a goldmine disguised as a slightly inconvenient truth.

Indeed, the very nature of speculation is a paradox. Men chase after gain, believing they can master the capricious winds of fortune, yet they are but leaves tossed about by forces far beyond their comprehension. This particular surge in silver’s price, mirrored in the fortunes of the iShares Trust, was fueled by a confluence of factors, a complex web of desires and fears. It is a tale not merely of metal and money, but of human nature itself.

Last week, silver decided to stage a dramatic exit. A 31% drop in a single day. That’s the kind of performance that makes even seasoned traders reach for the stress-baking supplies. It hasn’t had a day like that since 1980, which, let’s be honest, was a different era. Shoulder pads were bigger, hair was higher, and apparently, silver was more stable.