Of course, the university has not pinned down a launch date-why rush perfection? HKU assured the South China Morning Post that it is “actively exploring” digital currency payments, which is to say they are politely flirting with financial innovation as one might with a dangerous beau at a particularly dull ball.
President Vladimir Putin, in his characteristic manner, has referred to the state of Sino-Russian trade and how it has, much to the chagrin of certain Western observers, abandoned foreign currencies, including the dollar, in its evolution since the start of the Russian-Ukrainian conflict. It’s almost as if the dollar decided to take a back seat and let the ruble and the yuan have their moment in the spotlight. 🌟
Two weeks ago, bitcoin (BTC), that stubborn old patriarch of the crypto world, reached its zenith at $124,128 per coin on Aug. 14, 2025, according to coingecko.com. Yet, like a man who’s squandered his inheritance, it now trades at $108,693-a modest 12.5% below its all-time high. Ah, the fickleness of fate! 🍷
This audacious suggestion was aired during an engaging discourse on the Pivot podcast on August 29, where Mr. Newsom articulated his concerns regarding President Donald Trump’s burgeoning relationship with the digital asset realm. 🌐
And yet, despite this… *unmatched* growth (a word one encounters with irritating frequency these days), the token itself, HYPE – a name, frankly, begging for irony – languishes at a discount, a truly depressing one, to both Solana and Ethereum. One is compelled to ask, is this merely a temporary market eccentricity, or a profound commentary on the fickle nature of investor sentiment? The debates, naturally, are as plentiful as they are pointless.
Today, August 31st, our friend HBAR languishes at a measly $0.2243. A 26% drop from its peak! It’s practically begging for mercy. Lower than it’s been since that hazy summer day of July 13th. It’s a tragedy, really. A blockchain tragedy.
Behold the weekly chart, where XRP has tumbled from its giddy heights near $3.60-oh, the nostalgia!-to a pitiful $2.80, clinging to dear life like a drunkard to a lamppost. The middle band, that fickle arbiter of direction, has tilted downward, as if to say, “Abandon all hope, ye who trade here.”
Analysts, that quarrelsome bunch, cannot agree whether this is a mere pause in the quadrille or the prelude to a full-scale waltz into the abyss. The market’s mood swings would put even Lady Catherine de Bourgh to shame, with fear and greed trading places faster than a pair of eloping debutantes. And lo! New intelligence arrives: whispers circulate that Lady Galaxy Digital has parted with 1,167 BTC, a move as subtle as a bull in a china shop. One wonders if the institutionals have taken leave of their senses-or merely their holdings.
The problem is simple yet terrifying: SHIB is a mere sell-off away from a catastrophic price drop. The vast majority of these tokens are sitting on exchanges, ready to flood the market at a moment’s notice. Unlike the loyal hodlers who keep their coins in long-term or staking wallets, these reserves are liquid and volatile. Market makers, whales, and even retail investors in a panic can easily trigger a chain reaction that sends SHIB’s price plummeting. It’s like having a sword of Damocles hanging over your head-every time the market tries to rally, the fear of these reserves hitting the market acts as a psychological ceiling, capping any potential gains.
Lo and behold, September, a month as cryptic and unforgiving as a property search in the heart of Moscow, has historically dimmed Ethereum’s celebratory mood. Marvel at the meager gains: a mere 3.20% in the perplexing year of 2024 and an even more lackluster 1.49% in 2023, reflecting a series of melancholic Septembers that could rival Bulgakov’s own Nights of the Big Dipper.