ANOTHER TACO DAY
Today’s stock market once again resembled the shape of a taco—crunchy on the outside, unpredictable in the middle, and guaranteed to give you economic indigestion. Under Trump’s influence, Wall Street continues to ride the wild rollercoaster of what some are calling “TACO economics.” That stands for “Trump Always Chickens Out”—and yes, it’s as messy as it sounds.
Now, Trump’s inner circle avoids the word “taco” like it’s a subpoena. It reportedly sends him into a rage spiral—unless, of course, we’re talking about actual tacos. He loves those. And judging by his cholesterol levels, he’s had more than a few. But the second the word “taco” is used to describe his market performance? Total meltdown. Think hot sauce in the eye.
As far as Donny is concerned, the word “TACO” should disappear faster than one of his unpaid contractors. But here’s the problem: until the market calms down and stops doing the cha-cha shaped like a taco shell—and until he cools it with the wild tariffs—this spicy little acronym isn’t going anywhere.
