Trump might have to ask foes like Trudeau for emergency eggs

At about 1,4$US for a dozen, why don't you come visit instead?

Peanut fried fries, day fresh cheese curds, steaming thick chicken BBQ sauce with an over easy egg on top is worth the detour.

That's not how that works 😅

Edit: Thank you everyone for the quick correction and downvotes. I was completely wrong about how Canada can totally do this to take in some extra cash. I thought they were called duties when imposed by the exporting country. Wow was I ever the wrongest person that had ever wronged. Sorry again guys, next time I'll just keep my trap shut

Trudeau kinda is one of Trump's foes though, isn't he?

All the shells should be stamped with the maple leave.

What an odd way to signify 36 eggs

I actually do have a photo of Canadian eggs ($3.79 CAD is about $2.50 USD)

We kind of don’t need to post pictures— our grocery stores have their marked up prices on their website https://www.loblaws.ca/en/search?search-bar=eggs

It's probably pasteurised eggs. And it's probably not direct to consumer either. Lots of things have eggs in them and those eggs were probably bought in jugs or barrels rather than dozens.

I wish his supporters everything they voted for

Why? Sell that shit at a premium. Like sell every dozen at exactly 99 cents below the average price. If the capitalist oligarchy doesn't exploit this moment for all it's worth what are they even good for?

Even some of my friends from China and Russia are taken aback by the level of vulnerability and obedience Americans seem to have towards brainwashing techniques.

Years ago, when Donald Trump was still just a reality TV star, I went to a conference in the US and talked for quite a bit of time with someone from Germany, who had grown up in East Germany before the Berlin Wall fell. He said that in his childhood, all the TV news and print media were filled with State propaganda. Nobody believed it. But everyone said they did, to avoid unwanted government scrutiny.

He remarked that the media in the US sounded very similar to the media that used to be in East Germany. And not just Fox News (the Conservative darling at the time). All the US media resembled the media in East Germany back in the day, to some extent. But he was very surprised to realize that Americans believed the media, as long as it agreed to their pre-conceived political beliefs. (And, worse yet, didn't believe the media that offered opposing viewpoints out of hand). Here we had the freedom to believe whatever we wanted, and we let ourselves get brainwashed.

Things have only gotten worse since Americans started getting their news online, from self-selected social media influencers.

I'm lucky enough to live in a place with a lot of local, organic eggs. $4/dozen at my grocery store

If I keep posting this every time there are egg related political news stories, maybe it'll come true?

I put together a little short story about how I would like to see Donald Trump meet his demise. Drowning in eggs:

The Eggsecution.

The once-proud leader, now stripped of title and dignity, stands in the center of the barren, concrete abyss. The abandoned Olympic swimming pool—thirty feet deep, dry as bone—has become their final stage. Above, the gathered masses stretch in every direction, a writhing sea of anticipation.

They do not jeer. They do not boo.

They simply chant.

"Eggs. Eggs. Eggs."

It starts as a murmur, a low thrum of human voices vibrating in unison. Then it grows, swelling into a deafening roar that rattles windows, that shudders in the bones of every person present. A chant as ancient as it is absurd, a single-minded invocation of punishment.

The first egg arcs high overhead, tracing a lazy curve before splattering against the fallen leader’s shoulder. The yolk bursts, oozing down his baggy, ugly, now-useless suit. A streak of yellow, the first of many.

Another egg. Then another.

Then dozens.

The first impacts make them flinch, stagger—hands raised in a futile shield. But soon there are too many to dodge, too many to deflect. They curl inward as the sky rains viscous judgment. The chant never stops.

"Eggs. Eggs. Eggs."

Shells crack. Yolk drips. The scent of sulfur and shame thickens in the stagnant air. It coats their skin, their hair, their pride, turning them into something less than human. Something… egg-like.

At the top of the pit, a child—no older than seven—steps forward. They hold their egg with both hands, cradling it like something precious. Reverent. With a deliberate motion, they lob it downward. It strikes the leader square on the forehead, exploding with an almost musical plap. The crowd erupts into a fresh crescendo of cheers, but the chant never falters.

"Eggs. Eggs. Eggs."

No escape. No reprieve. The pit is smooth concrete, slick now with raw egg and humiliation. They can do nothing but stand there, endure, become part of the ritual.

Somewhere in the throng, a vendor hawks boiled eggs. Another sells cartons to the unprepared. A man in a chicken suit waves encouragingly at the crowd.

The night wears on, but the spectacle does not end.

It cannot end.

Not until the last egg is thrown. Not until the last voice is hoarse.

Not until the world is rid of this one, failed leader, broken not by swords or exile, but by the inescapable weight of public yolk and scorn.

"Eggs. Eggs. Eggs."

Canada has a lot more leverage than eggs.

The US is much better prepped to withstand the storm but he's not going to be able to exacerbate America's cost of living crisis indefinitely and it isn't just tariffs on Canada that will be driving that.