Indeed, the tariff bombshell of April, that most explosive of announcements, sent XRP tumbling like a poorly balanced teacup. Within days, its price dropped a modest 20%, retreating below the $1.80 mark in a manner that would have made Mr. Babbit of Wodehouse’s Right Ho, Jeeves weep into his crumpet. Yet, as Santiment so sagely observes, this is not all doom and gloom. For two of the past three days, the market has been awash with bearish chatter, a curious phenomenon that, in the parlance of financial alchemists, is “a promising buy signal.” After all, when the little investors shriek in terror, the market, like a well-trained spaniel, leaps in the opposite direction.