Arrr, matey! Trump’s tariffs be like a cursed anchor, sinkin' the U.S. battery boom to Davy Jones' locker!
2025-04-03
Avast, mateys! Across the vast seas of land, scallywags be pluggin’ in monstrous batteries to hoard the wind 'n' sun’s treasure. But, blow me down, it be gettin’ tougher than a barnacle-encrusted hull! Arrr, the winds of change be blowin’ foul!
Ahoy, me hearties! Gather ‘round as I spin ye a yarn of the landlubbers and their grand schemes! Across the vast expanse of this here country, the clever scallywags of industry be installin’ mighty behemoths they call giant batteries. Aye, these contraptions be harnessin’ the power of the wind and the sun, a fine way to keep the lanterns lit without plunderin’ the seas for oil!But hark! A storm brews on the horizon, and I’m not talkin’ ‘bout yer run-of-the-mill squall. Nay, it seems that the winds of fortune be shiftin’, makin’ it a right troublesome task for these swabs to keep usin’ such renewable treasures! The seas of red tape be rising, and the buccaneers of bureaucracy be makin’ it harder than findin’ a needle in a haystack to harness the bounty of Mother Nature.