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IntoTheBlock’s Large Holder Netflow metric tracks the net daily movement of coins into or out of wallets controlling at least 1% of the circulating supply. According to the latest data, Bitcoin Cash whales recorded a net inflow of 66,040 BCH on Tuesday. This marks the largest single-day whale accumulation since the monthly high of 103,520 BCH on July 4. Imagine that, a veritable ocean of digital fish swimming upstream! 🐟🌊
Observe the daily chart’s grand illusion, where Floki struts with higher lows and leaps upward like a jester on springs. From May to July, buy-side frenzy clusters like courtiers around a king, signaling breakouts that promise riches but often deliver jests. The recent climb? A vertical farce, hinting at altcoin theatrics in their waning glory. 💥😏
Our good ol’ President Donald Trump’s crack team of digital asset enthusiasts just gave us the scoop—except it’s less “scoop” and more “please pay attention to this pile of paperwork.” It covers everything from how to label your favorite digital doodads to which government agency should be bossing around your crypto wallet. Spoiler alert: it’s a tug-of-war between the CFTC and SEC—because who doesn’t love a government game of tag? 🤹♂️🤔
This quarter, Meta didn’t just beat the Street’s guesses; it delivered an uncommonly large wallop, like a blue whale dropping onto a trampoline. Revenues bounded upward by 22%, touching $47.5 billion, while profits per share twirled higher by 38%. It’s almost as if the whole digital planet was tethered to Meta’s advertising balloon, bobbing and floating with giddy abandon—3.48 billion people peering daily into Meta’s dazzling labyrinth, and advertisers flinging their shiny coins at screens with both hands at once. Even their ads, drab as porridge, found themselves 11% more bountiful and 9% pricier than before.
Hougan confided to CryptoMoon that poor old Ethereum had been fumbling about, trying to explain its charms to the moneyed folk who demand income like children demand sweets. That was until Ether got stuffed into an “equity-wrapper,” as he put it. Hougan chuckled and said:
By 2:45 p.m. ET, the shares had climbed 9.7%, a sputtering ember compared to their earlier 12.7% blaze. Such volatility, one might muse, mirrors the capriciousness of the sun itself—now a beacon, now a phantom.
Meanwhile, over in the corner, Bitcoin, the granddaddy of cryptocurrencies, is sitting pretty, acting like digital gold. It’s the old reliable, the one you trust to keep its value, even if it doesn’t promise the moon and the stars.
Analysts, those modern-day oracles with Bloomberg terminals strapped to their wrists, had predicted $1.26 per share. FTAI delivered $1.57, as if the CFO had scribbled the numbers on a napkin at Applebee’s. Sales ballooned to $676.2 million, which sounds impressive until you realize that’s still less than Taylor Swift’s lifetime earnings from “Shake It Off.”
It was not an act of God, nor some sudden calamity from beyond the stars, but something far more human: missed expectations. Chemed reported second-quarter earnings that fell short of what analysts had hoped for, sending its share price tumbling like dry leaves in an autumn wind.
This tumble comes on the heels of some fancy buying by a guy named Strategy—who’s got more money than a Monopoly tycoon—adding a cool 21,021 BTC, enough to fill a small city. Yet, even that grand gesture couldn’t light a fire under the market, which seems to prefer sitting on its hands, nibbling on profits like a squirrel with a nut stash. 🐿️💰
