But wait. Wouldn't an import tax result in a cost increase on imported goods? And who exactly buys those goods imported into the United States? This is a classic case of circular thinking, and it's making me loco.
I know, you're sick of Trump. I am too. And so, evidently, is Mexican President Enrique Pena Nieto. He cancelled his meeting scheduled with Trump next week. Get ready for a trade war, folks. It will hit Arizona particularly hard, since Mexico is our No. 1 trading partner.
I'm going to a wedding in Mexico in April. It will be interesting to see how our new man is viewed by the locals across the border.
In the meantime, I'm writing furiously on my next novel, (working title Crescent Moon Crossing), which is set in Bisbee and Fort Huachuca, both near the border. The story includes human smuggling, Cartel drug runners, and the art of illegal border crossing in the plot, mixed in with murder. It's been a lot of fun to research, and—with Mr. Trump stirring the headlines—the topic couldn't be more timely.
On a happier note, 0ur family and dogs trekked to our Northern AZ cabin last weekend to play in the snow. Munds Park got a little over four feet of big, beautiful flakes over our long weekend. The hubs had fun trying out his new snow blower (actually, he informs me it's a snow thrower). We put a log of logs in the fireplace, and the dogs had a blast bounding through the drifts.
For those of you in the Northern or Eastern states, snow is no big deal, a hassle in fact. But to an Arizona resident, it's paradise.
I'd love to see how your family celebrates a snow day. If you send me a picture in a comment, I'll post it next week. Until then, stay warm, and have a hot cocoa with mini marshmallows with me!