ETH Doge's remote control produces Mars children!
This morning's Ethereum market makes people want to smash their keyboards. History is always astonishingly similar, and Doge is no exception. The daily antics are like a horizontal jump show, crazily drawing doors between 1790-1830 dollars. The Doge's control of the market is more synchronized than the dance steps of square dance aunties. The MACD's death cross underwater is gaping like a blood-filled mouth, and the DIF line and DEA line are tangled more than Tianjin twisted dough. The green bars have shrunk thinner than chives — the air force's bullets are exhausted, yet the multi-army is too scared to even pull a rebound, resembling a scene from 'The Legend of Zhen Huan in the Cryptocurrency Circle' where everyone lies flat.
1. News front: Three things make Doge laugh out loud
① The Maldives invests 9 billion dollars to build a blockchain center, which is more than their annual GDP. Web3 concept stocks are collectively agitated, but ETH plays dead and doesn’t move — the routine of good news turning into bad news is back again;
② BlackRock's ETF holdings soar to 832,000 ETH, the exchange's stock drops below a three-year low, clearly indicating that the Doge is lurking in the shadows to pick up bloody chips;
③ Trump's tariff bomb hangs overhead, rumors of Nvidia hoarding coins are flying everywhere, and market sentiment is heavier than snail noodle soup. The contract party has filled the space with orders between 1790-1830 dollars; entering this market is either getting stabbed or drawing doors.
2. Technical front: A dull knife slaughtering scene
The price is rubbing against the support level of 1790 dollars, sparking sparks after three probing attempts without breaking, indicating that the Doge has buried a minefield here. However, there is a massive amount of locked positions stacked at 1830 dollars. In the early morning, a false breakout exploded short positions and smashed the market back, a classic 'double kill' played more smoothly than a poker master. The four-hour K-line shows a 'W bottom + long lower shadow' combo, RSI is stuck at the neutral line of 50 playing dead, and trading volume is as limp as a dehydrated salted fish — the Doge's remote control is gripped tighter than a mother-in-law selecting a son-in-law, just waiting for the night US stock market opening to stir things up.
Now the market seems to have been drugged by Trump and Powell together; the longer it consolidates, the more fierce the change will be. Remember! Doge's false breakouts are less reliable than a scumbag's sweet talk. The contract party is either facing liquidation or overworking, while the spot traders shiver, clutching their pockets, fearing that if they are not careful, they will become the extras of '519 2.0'.
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