BTC has a flair for theatrics, and this week it delivered again — springing back above the $90,000 mark like it never left. The crypto feeds instantly lit up: “Is this the comeback? Is $100K finally within reach?” Bitcoin loves dramatic chapters, and this jump feels like the opening scene of another one.
But the plot thickens when people start dragging Trump into the story. Some say he previously bought his Bitcoin stash at an average of around $115,000 per coin — which, if true, means he’s now looking at a roughly 30% unrealized loss. And on the internet, that’s more than enough fuel for myths.
Now that he’s back in the White House, the memes have grown louder — not serious accusations, just playful chatter. People might wonder whether he’s secretly cheering for a big Bitcoin rally the way sports fans root for their team in the playoffs. It’s the internet at its most imaginative, picturing him glancing at Bitcoin charts between meetings, not because he’s meddling in anything, but because Bitcoin itself has become such a cultural phenomenon that even politics can’t escape the jokes.
The truth is, markets often react to the atmosphere surrounding political shifts, even if unintentionally. Whether Bitcoin gets a tailwind from that environment is anyone’s guess, but the conversation itself is part of the spectacle.
Whether he steps in with policies that nudge crypto upward — well, nobody really knows. A single regulatory shift can electrify markets, or do absolutely nothing. Part of the charm (and chaos) of the crypto world is that it reacts on its own timeline, with its own strange logic. If Bitcoin decides to sprint toward $100K, it’ll be because Bitcoin wanted to, not because anyone in Washington felt sentimental about their wallet.
But here’s my personal truth:
No matter what Bitcoin does — $90K, $100K, $200K — I’m not buying it. It’s not a philosophical stance. It’s not moral resistance. It’s just… the price. It feels expensive to me, plain and simple.
If it somehow crashed to below $100, then sure — I might pick up a few coins out of pure curiosity, the same way someone might buy a souvenir from a historical museum gift shop. But at these levels? Nah. I can watch the fireworks without needing to stand on the launchpad.
So while everyone debates whether BTC will end the year above the mythical six-figure line, I’m perfectly fine spectating. Bitcoin can moon, dip, consolidate, or write sonnets for all I care. It’s an entertaining character in the grand market drama — just not one I’m willing to pay $90,000 to hang out with.
And honestly, the view from the sidelines is pretty entertaining. Bitcoin does the drama; I just grab the popcorn.
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