Late September, and everything’s a derivative of itself. Powell blinks, Polymarket bets it first, and lawns sprout golden Trump statues holding Bitcoin (and, weirdly, Epstein). Apple drops a Bitcoin-orange iPhone with cameras that watch you watching them, Meta counters with AR glasses that literally read your eyeballs, and the line between boardroom and battlefield gets blurry fast.

Oracle re-enters the chat to “Americanize” the algorithm, DAOs spin up AI broker-bots flipping CryptoPunks for sport, and the SEC shrugs like “sure, throw it in the 401(k).” Meanwhile, Apple and Goldman quietly divorce, Tim Cook admits he stacks sats, and a Russian minister warns America not to “delete” its debt with crypto. The meme is the market, the market is the meme — and October’s shaping up like a haunted liquidity pool.