The best thing about all this fuss with the duty It's that we hear the word so often, and as a word I find it particularly beautiful, without being able to argue it too much beyond its sonority. Although if they don't stop using it, it will end up boring us, although I know that the minor problem with tariffs is that the word bores us. But I say this to lighten the mood a bit, what nerves, what if the stock market goes up now and then it goes down, what if we have to buy stock of iPhones before the price skyrockets, what if the ones that have come into effect are coming out now, what if the experts return to the radio to spout banalities. All of this is almost more exhausting than deciding whether to go to the gym or not. But I mention tariffs as a word because it sounds better than any of the other words or curse words that come out of the mouth of Donald Trump, that textbook narcissist who, along with other narcissists, has set out to rule the world and lose all form. Although, when you think about it, you can't lose what you haven't had.
The problem, as always, is that we are trailing behind presidents who threaten other countries as if we were living in a gangster movie and who speak like those men leaning on the bar with their legs spread on the stool. "I'm telling you, these countries are calling us for lick my ass. They're dying to reach an agreement. Please, please, let's make a pact, I'll do anything," the US president said this week to his Republican devotees. Of course, he was dressed in a tuxedo to show what a habit doesn't do for a monk, and that elegance can walk naked when you have it. But since there are all kinds of affiliations, we only think about the fact that one of the most powerful men in the world has taken foreign relations to the level of abuse, with the arrogance of those who do bullying due to an obvious lack of love. We should remind him, to bring him down a peg, even if it's a futile task, that it's not very meritorious for a heterosexual white man to be rich and powerful, because he seems to have achieved who knows what when in reality he was ahead by many lanes. White male supremacy refuses to disappear and, seeing how mortally wounded he is, he wants to die killing. A classic of involutionism that we must swallow the rest of while we try to evolve.
But the fact that the methods are so botched doesn't mean that intelligence is limited, although with tariffs it's not clear whether there's a strategy, just as with so much testosterone on the table it's impossible to affirm that there's a brain that thinks. What is clear is that there is a desire for war, whatever it may be, and that none is ruled out, neither nuclear, nor commercial, nor civil, nor religious. And it's maddening to see how human beings have managed to prolong their lives while maintaining such lamentable values that aim, if necessary, to end millions of lives. It's deeply unpleasant to see how a man who delights in the pleas of others, mocks and feels superior, doesn't activate any democratic mechanism that makes him jump. It's deeply depressing to see that there are no limits anywhere and that the rules of the game are so perverse that they make us forget, on top of that, that countries that are much worse off remain even more forgotten. Trump's ass is global individualism. And it stinks.
