La révolution blockchain et crypto est en marche ! Et le jour où les impacts se feront ressentir sur l’économie la plus vulnérable de ce Monde, contre toute espérance, je dirai que j’y étais pour quelque chose
Four consecutive red months for ETH. A slow, silent hemorrhage, where each absent transaction digs a little deeper into the grave of an asset in search of a second wind.
Coinbase, a pioneer in crypto derivatives, is preparing to introduce XRP futures contracts. As regulation strengthens, the CFTC could pave the way for a new phase for XRP.
Paul Atkins takes the stage, Gensler exits through the back door, and Trumpian stablecoins dance on the blurry line between regulation and personal ambition. It's a true crypto western.
Trump reheats the old dish of protectionism. Result? The markets are nauseous and Polymarket pulls out the thermometer: 50% of recession fever announced.
In the shadow of tyrannies, outstretched hands receive satoshis. The HRF sows crypto light in the invisible pockets of silent resistances, where fiat no longer prevails.
Tether, this whale of the digital seas, seizes 8,888 BTC, its unwavering quest for the elevation of the dollar in a fluctuating world where only the stability of Bitcoin shines.
Solana groans, Bitcoin stumbles. The crypto market, drunk with hope yesterday, is reeling under the blows of tariffs. Trump did not free the dollar, but rather chained digital assets.
Under a heavy fiscal sky, cryptos and stocks waver. Trump's "Liberation" resembles a storm. The wind shifts, and hopes dwindle, one tweet after another.
A cold wind blows over crypto. The post-electoral momentum is fading. Bitcoin and Ethereum are wavering. The market looks elsewhere, uncertain, without a compass, waiting for the next breath.
Under the March rain, Solana bends its back. But the stars whisper of a bullish spring. Skeptics laugh, while dreamers are already sketching the curves of a comeback.
And if independence no longer came through weapons, but through blocks of code? The BRICS dream of sovereignty in cryptocurrencies, with Siluanov as a digital scout.
The halving, once the war drum of the bull market, has fallen silent. In the silence, Bitcoin seeks a new rhythm in a crypto market that dances differently.
While the stock market stumbles, gold dances on the ashes of commercial promises. Trump stirs the embers, the Fed holds its breath in this theater of golden uncertainty.
They said DeFi was invincible. Then came JELLY, so tender, so toxic. An invisible loss, a cry in the code. And trust, like the blocks, collapsed.
Imagine a president, builder of skyscrapers and scandals, minting money at will based on the laws he writes. The USD1 is not just a stablecoin; it is the gateway to finance without safety nets.