Originally Posted by Sunset Poet
Dear Dear Me!
I am away from my computer for a few hours and it appears that I was bombarded by the Rachel-Maddow-Foreign-Canadian-Fem-boy-army.

Though outnumbered by a multiple, I will not be silenced by this onslaught.

It is the eave of "Liberation Day."
Gather round.
Rather than responding pedantically to ongoing TDS induced blatherings, I will set the stage for "Liberation Day."

Imagine that I sell you a rubber duck for one US dollar.
But then you tell me that the exact same rubber duct will cost me $4 if I buy it from you.
I respond. WTF! It's the same damn duck.
You respond, yes it is, but I have a long list of infallible reasons for wanting to sell it to you for 4 times what I pay you for the same damn duck. And Justin Trudeau and Angela Merkel agree with me completely.
I respond, keep the damn duck. And by way, ISN'T THAT A FORM OF TAX?
And you respond, It' only a tax when I say it's a tax, not when you do.
I respond, Phuque the duque then. Ducks cost you $4 now.
And you respond, OMG! OMG! OMG! YOU CANT DO THAT. YOU CANT! YOU CANT!

That is the core of what is at work here.
Tomorrow, it appears that we get to see how it plays against reality.

My wife predicts the entire episode will be up and down in a month.
I think a bit longer.
We'll see.

Rubber ducks... Really, Marty?
YOU'RE NOT A REAL TEXAN!

Try this...

I've worked hard all my life. I've got a nice house on a nice spread. I've got a nice garden and I tend to be quite generous.

However, my nearest neighbor is a trailer-trash pig farmer who has become far too "dependent" upon my generosity. In fact, he has become arrogantly demanding because his pigs need my corn!

So, I decide to actually make a little profit with my produce elsewhere. Screw him AND HIS STINKING BACON! I can raise my own damn pigs!