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In the years 2022 and 2023, Bitcoin languished, a forgotten volume in the vast catalog of speculative assets. The tightening of monetary policy, a deliberate constriction of the circulatory system of capital, diverted attention towards more tangible, if equally illusory, refuges. But then came a reprieve: the sanctioning of ‘spot price ETFs’ – a curious attempt to anchor the intangible to the concrete – and the ritualistic ‘halving’ of mining rewards, a numerical sleight of hand. These events, coupled with the pronouncements of central bankers – pronouncements often as inscrutable as the pronouncements of oracles – briefly inflated the price. The accumulation of Bitcoin as a ‘Treasury’ asset by certain entities suggests a desire to create a self-contained economic universe, a miniature empire built on cryptographic foundations.

The figures, stark and unyielding, reveal a portrait of a man still possessing a considerable stake. Yet, the act of selling, even a fraction, casts a shadow. It is not the loss of wealth that troubles the soul, but the implication of a peak – a moment of inflated valuation, a precarious height from which a fall is all too possible. The reported price of $38.57 per share, a fleeting marker in the grand, chaotic dance of the market, feels almost… mocking.

Tim Cook, the man at the helm, isn’t one for theatrics. He just lays out the numbers. And the numbers, lately, have been talking. Loudly.

And just this week, during their latest pronouncements, Palantir delivered two messages that are worth noting. They set a distinctly optimistic tone for what’s to come, regarding growth, and one shouldn’t simply dismiss that, should one?

The aforementioned McIlrath & Eck, in a filing dated February 2nd, 2026, revealed this rather predictable increase in their VWOB holdings during the last quarter of 2025. The transaction, valued at $2.7 million based on the quarterly average, also saw the overall position increase in value by $2.9 million – a combination of share acquisition and, naturally, market movements. One suspects they’ve done their homework, though one always retains a healthy skepticism.

They say small caps will do well because of economic growth and lower interest rates. Fine. Okay. But let’s be real: lower interest rates just mean more money chasing the same questionable business models. It’s not growth; it’s… inflation of mediocrity. And these companies, these “small caps,” are supposedly more “domestically focused.” Which, translated, means they’re less likely to have a coherent international strategy. Just… focused. On… stuff. It’s unsettling.

The truly remarkable bit, you see, is that this rather successful enterprise manages all this with a staff of merely forty-four souls. Forty-four! It’s scarcely a cricket team, let alone a financial powerhouse. This means, if my calculations are correct (and they usually are, naturally), that each employee is generating a gross profit of something in the neighborhood of thirty-five million dollars per quarter. A positively wizardly performance, wouldn’t you say? And here’s the kicker: they don’t actually dig anything up. No mines, no muddy boots, no strenuous exertion of any sort. A most civilized arrangement.

But Amazon, one observes, isn’t content with merely dominating the digital landscape. The acquisition of Whole Foods was a mildly amusing foray into the world of organic kale, but this… this is something else entirely. They’re contemplating, it seems, a proper, full-scale assault on the brick-and-mortar world. Honestly, the sheer audacity of it all is almost… charming.

The filing with the Securities and Exchange Commission reveals that Aubrey Capital Management Ltd. effectively eliminated its stake in MercadoLibre, reducing its holdings to zero. The estimated value of the transaction, $13.18 million, represents 4.15% of the fund’s assets under management. The decline in value, while significant, is perhaps less remarkable than the decision itself.

Units of MSFT purchased: 15. Hours spent staring at charts, questioning life choices: 7. Number of times I’ve told myself “this time it’s different”: Numerous.