Ride The Dragon
For far too long, the US has endured unequal trade with countries around the world. Other countries charged us significant tariffs while expecting the US not to reciprocate. This unequal playing field should have been made level shortly after WWII, but no president wanted to upset the economic applecart. Trump is willing to cause shockwaves to remedy the trade situation by means reciprocal tariffs.
accept US tariffs after enjoying a marked advantage for so long, but China took it the worst. They upped their tariffs against the US and Trump joined their game of one upmanship. The stock market could not stomach the idea of a trade war and subsequently dropped like a manhole cover tossed out of an airplane.
The communist Chinese need their best customer, America, to buy up all their cheaply-manufactured goods in order to keep their economy humming. If their economy collapses, the communists might face challenges to their power.
Trump has been playing all of this perfectly. The scary dragon that is China will be tamed and the CCP will have no choice but to go to Trump’s negotiating table.
I moved some of my fragile tropical Trees into the sunroom to protect them from the cooling temps that are coming. Come with me and enjoy the song 🎵 🤩
The Past few days I’ve been thinking about the anniversary of the loss of my dad back in 2015. It was a pure blessing to take care of him and his final living years. I wanted to show you some of my trees. I’m growing. We have a peach tree, a mango tree, a low quad tree and an avocado tree. And the flower box I’m growing my grape vines which are in their infancy and they’re finishing up their season.
I will have less of a presence on The Torrid Tribe Community. We have very little activity here. This is a sign to me that members have found other social media resources that they are spending more time in. I am happy to see less censorship on social media in general. I started The Torrid Tribe 4 years ago when we were in a state of censorship and lockdowns. It was a difficult time and this was a haven and sanctuary for so many.
I will be lightly posting things here to give you all content to see. This community will always be open to everyone and will resurrect to its full capacity if subscribers show they want it fully operational again with full time administration.
Thank you for being a part of this community. Sending each of you hugs.
K-
Creator of The Torrid Tribe
Passion is the vibe that I want to bring to this community. I want to enjoy your passion for whatever it is you are into. Let's share what we learn - and learn what each other shares. Foodies unite. I love to cook and share recipes. I will regularly post pictures and recipes are available upon request. I would enjoy discussing your past, present and future journeys. Nature is God and Mother Earth's exquisite gift to us. Share a picture and we will enjoy the beauty through your eyes. Let's get deep and consensual with great subjective matter. This is a non judgemental safe place to let everything hang out.
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At 5:40 in the morning, the skinny brown stray was sitting by pump 7 again.
For two years a trucker named Wendell fueled at that pump twice a week. The truck stop sits off the interstate near Cookeville, Tennessee. Every time, he split his sausage biscuit with the stray. The night cashier, Tammy, started calling the dog Pump.
Wendell turned 67 in September and retired. Nobody told the dog.
The lot camera shows Pump trotting in from the tree line at 5:40 every morning after that and sitting down by the same pump. On the ninth morning Tammy posted the clip online and asked if anybody knew a trucker named Wendell who drove a red truck with a dented front bumper.
Drivers passed it around for two days. Somebody's cousin knew him. Wendell was home in southern Illinois, about 400 miles away.
He got in his pickup that afternoon. The camera caught him at 5:38 the next morning. He was down on one knee by pump 7 with a sausage biscuit in his hand, and Pump came in from the trees at a dead run. By 6 ...
