Arrr! Trump’s tax on trade be a cannonball to free commerce, but fear not, it ain't sinkin' the ship yet!
2025-04-06
Arrr, matey! Free trade be the treasure chest o’ riches for many a nation! But if the grandest ship sails off into the sunset, we might still feast on grog and grub, findin’ our own ways to plunder the high seas of commerce! Avast, we be resourceful!
But lo and behold! The winds be a-changin', and whispers in the taverns tell of a world that might sail on without its mightiest player, like a one-legged sea dog tryin’ to outrun a fleet o' frigates! Can ye imagine a world where the grand ol' trade routes be as empty as a pirate's promise to share his rum? Aye, twould be a sight to see! Countries might just hoist their own sails and chart a course for their own fortunes, savvy?
So raise yer tankards high, ye jolly rovers, for free trade be a wondrous thing, but it seems the tides of change be a-comin’! Mayhap the world can be as merry as a crew on shore leave, even if the biggest player be takin’ a long walk off a short plank! Let us laugh and jest, for the seas be wild, and who knows what treasure lies ahead! Yarrr!