• He Dug Up a 1930 Law to Put a 50% Tax on Hockey Sticks

    Trump found a tariff law from 1930 lying in a drawer and decided the real threat to America was hockey sticks. On August 19 a 50% tax lands on a stack of Canadian goods — wine, cement, dairy, furniture, wigs, and yes, hockey sticks — under Section 338 of the Tariff Act of 1930. That’s the same era of trade law that helped turn a stock crash into a decade of soup lines. He didn’t write new policy. He went to the attic, found the exact legal instrument that made the Great Depression worse, blew the dust off it, and pointed it at Ontario.

    The stated reason is that Canada “discriminates” against American products. What it actually accomplishes is nothing you can point to. No factory reopens in Ohio because a Canadian two-by-four costs more at the register. And Canada doesn’t pay this — you do. A tariff is a tax collected at the American border from the American company doing the importing, and it rides straight to the American standing at the checkout. The current trade war is already running about $2,200 a year for a middle-class household. This round is a wig surcharge on top of that. It’s not a strategy. It’s a tantrum with a legal citation.

    Watch the two responses, because they sort the adults from the auditioners. Carney called it a direct violation of the deal Trump himself signed, said every option stays on the table, and declined to torch the negotiations for a camera. Poilievre managed “unjustified and wrong” and an offer to help — this after months of selling himself as the guy Washington would finally get along with. One of them is at the table. The other is still workshopping the press release. That’s the whole difference, and it’s going to matter a lot on August 19.

    1-min read. About as long as a Coldplay key change takes to ruin a song.

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