And still the rubes are cheering. Because, apparently, they believe that if you throw a big enough tariff at somebody on Tuesday, manufacturing plants will magically materialize by the weekend - or in a few months - or weeks - or decades - or whatever.
"C'mon - he said there'd be some discomfort at first. The guy's a super genius. He's playing 37-dimension chess. Trust the plan."
None of it really matters, because Trump has created the chaos he always creates, which creates opportunities for his minions to go grubbing around, looking for some easy-pickin's in the rubble. Plus, he owns the news cycle for another day or two.
Everything is totally episodic. If today's show flops and creates a problem, no sweat - we'll just throw some different bullshit at 'em tomorrow.
In the meantime, guys with the money to spare are stockpiling things like cell phones and laptops.
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