BOY, These Tariffs Are As Confusing As The Labyrinth!

Foolish Deadlines! They Mean Nothing!

Hmph. Trump the leader of this…'White House,' speaks of delaying tariffs. Karoline Leavitt a herald of this realm uttered words of extensions. 'Perhaps it could be extended,' she dared say. As if deadlines are mere suggestions like telling a Spartan to 'maybe' train today. Such flippancy! I once faced down gods with more resolve than this. These politicians squabble like Draugr over scraps.

A 'Deal'? More Like a Gamble with the Fates!

This Leavitt also mentioned 'deals'. Bah! 'The president can simply provide these countries with a deal,' she claims. As if forging agreements is as simple as snapping one's fingers. Tell me what good is a 'deal' if it crumbles under the slightest pressure? A bargain is a bargain or it is WORTHLESS! Remember the Valkyries Boy? They knew the cost of broken promises.

Markets Rise? They Are Easily Manipulated!

The mortals rejoice! The 'stocks' have risen they say. Foolishness! These are but ephemeral tides swayed by whispers and shadows. The stock market dances like a spastic elf. Remember BOY do not place any value on it!

Reciprocal Tariffs: A Miserable Pile of Secrets!

Trump imposed these 'reciprocal tariffs' paused them threatened more... A dance of indecision more tedious than navigating the Lake of Nine. Stephen Miran another voice in this cacophony speaks of 'good faith' negotiations. 'Good faith'? In trade? I find that hard to believe! He might as well ask for a unicorn!

90 Deals in 90 Days? More Like 90 Lies!

They boasted of '90 trade deals in 90 days'. Hah! Such hubris! They managed but two: China and the United Kingdom and even those are flimsy. They promised much delivered little – much like some of the gods of Olympus.

BOY! Are We Close to a Deal or Not!?

India looms ever just out of grasp. Kevin Hassett claims 'We know that we're very very close'. Close to what? Another empty promise? Another delay? These mortals speak of 'tax bills' and 'domestic agendas'. Meanwhile the true battles rage within themselves the wars for power and control. Always a war BOY ALWAYS a war. Now where's my axe?