Arrr, on Mexico’s once-bustlin’ shore, nary a soul left to swab the deck o’ migration!
2025-03-03
Arrr, matey! The swarm o' souls at the U.S. border be takin' a nosedive! Will this help our pals in Mexico dodge the cannon fire o’ Trump’s tariffs? Aye, it be a fine pickle we be in! Avast, let’s hoist a rum and ponder!
Ahoy mateys! Gather 'round, for I bring ye tidings from the wild seas of the U.S. border! It seems the tide's turned, with a grand plummet in scallywags attemptin' to cross the line into the land of the free. Aye, the throng that once surged like a tempest has now dwindled to a mere trickle, as if the siren's song be callin' them away!Now, ye may ponder, what sorcery be at work here? Could it be the ghostly specter of President Trump, brandishin' his threatened tariffs like a cutlass, causing even the boldest buccaneers to think twice 'fore settin' sail? Aye, it just might be! Mexico be hopin’ to keep the peace and avoid a trade war that could sink their ships to the depths of Davy Jones' locker!
So, will this sudden calm help our amigos south o' the border? It’s a gamble, I tell ye, as they brace themselves against the winds of change. With fewer landlubbers lookin' to cross, they might just buy themselves some time to swab the decks and prepare for whatever treacherous waters lie ahead. Keep yer eye on the horizon, me hearties; it be a raucous ride on this here frontier! Arrr!