Arrr! The Trump crew be ponderin’ slackenin’ the treasure tax on our northern and southern mates! Har har!
2025-03-05
Arrr, matey! The cap'n of commerce be sayin’ we might strike a deal to lessen that scurvy 25 percent loot tax, after a day of stormy seas in the treasure markets. Aye, let’s parley 'fore we sink like a barnacle-covered ship!
Arrr matey! Gather 'round as I spin ye a yarn 'bout a ruckus in the world of trade, where a certain commerce secretary, like a clever sea dog, be suggestin’ a compromise to lighten the heavy burden o’ a 25 percent tariff! Aye, the markets be churnin’ like a tempest at sea, tossin’ gold coins about like a pirate’s booty, and all the captain’s crew be in a tizzy!This savvy secretary, lookin' sharp as a cutlass and wise as a parrot, figured it might be wise to negotiate a truce o' sorts, to calm the restless waves o' commerce. Aye, ye see, when the winds o’ trade blow fierce, even the saltiest sea dogs must find common ground lest they be sunk by their own folly!
So, with a wink and a nod to the crew, he suggested a way to reduce that hefty tariff, like findin' a hidden treasure map in the depths o’ the ocean! If only the stock market could be as friendly as a jolly crew of buccaneers after a successful raid! Who knows, maybe this ol' sea tale will end with a hearty cheer and a round o’ grog for all! Until then, keep a weather eye on the horizon, me hearties!