Looking out for a Monthly PO3. A smaller wick should support expansion of price down so ideally below 0.5 of the previous candle. That coincides with either of the Daily FVGS.
The lower Daily FVG would be ideal because it's also in the discount range of the Weekly candle.
This is GBPUSD.
I'm looking to sell on all up close candles range.
In the next few days we might see a very huge tanking by the Algo.
Well sellers, for the sake of the non believers.
Men can be sorted into two camps. The ones who get haircuts way before they need them and the ones who wait until people in their lives are complaining
I have a theory, Rusheni mawe if you must, But I know I’m not alone in thinking this,
If someone is truly in hiding ,afraid for their life, wouldn’t instinct compel them to at least send a message to family? Even just a one-liner, a missed call, something to stop the torment of those worried sick about them? You don’t just disappear in fear, get a clean shave or maybe not so clean,and reappear in silence. That’s not fear, that’s a script.
Another theory: The Judiciary, feeling the weight of public outrage, pressures the DCI to account for Ndiangui. But instead of presenting him, the DCI plays the long game. Let the tension build. Let Kenyans cry. Then at the right moment, reintroduce him with a carefully planted narrative,”He was just in hiding.” Why? Because if they can convince you this was never an abduction, they dilute the power of protest. The next time someone goes missing, the streets will be quieter. People will hesitate to demand justice. And in that silence, the state can make more people disappear,unbothered, unchecked.
And the public will fear posting because,…what if he’s just in hiding, this might backfire one day me..
Or maybe it’s something even darker.
What if money changed hands? What if someone was bought to play along …say you were never abducted, give you a job, load your account, and let government bloggers spread the gospel of ���fake abduction”?
And just like that, public trust dies. The cries for justice become whispers. We forget. We move on. And the machinery that silences truth keeps grinding.