Are you suffering from tariff whiplash? I certainly am. As a globalist, I find the notion of protectionism very strange and counter-productive. Not any single country can specialise in every single product. It’s impossible. Every nation has their own centres of excellence.
When I think of the United States, quality wines and good technology design (but not manufacture) come to mind, both from California. I buy seasonal fruit and veggies locally, but rely on Chilean and Mexican farmers for my fresh blueberries in the winter. I buy linen from Central Europe and wool from the UK. Weaving thread and looms come from Sweden. There’s good pottery in France and the UK. My cars are designed in Japan and they wander around North America when being built. It’s how the world works. I’m happy with that.
I don’t think the old felon has a clue about quality or knows where to find it. He probably doesn’t even eat blueberries.
He certainly doesn’t understand the double-edged nature of tariffs.
The local food Co-op made a misstep of timing in the tariff polka and blueberries were up by 3.00 a pint today. I only mind because thats money in the coffers of a regime that has done nothing to deserve it.
I’d rather see entrepreneurial grants to support sustainable production of quality green goods and services. Maybe this country could excel in more things of quality, made to last and built of natural materials. Build it and they will come.
But what do I know? I’m not some tinpot dictator.
Tales from the jolly bungalow 