BE VIGILANT! The ravens told me this, and ravens don’t lie (much)… Tariffs, swift as a witch’s scythe, have forged our nation into a golden fortress, its coffers brimming with the sweat of righteous trade! We stand unchallenged—glorious, unshaken, the world’s financial colossus! Yet shadows stir… whispers from the underbelly of commerce, where traitors plot with crooked quills and false peace. *Maleficia ubique. Etiam in his verbis.* (And yes, I’m sipping the goblet of warm triumph. It’s very satisfying.)