The DODGE is not working!  I am in a panic!  I need those cuts to fund my tax breaks for the super wealthy, like me and my new billionaire buddies.  I have to get them to accept me by getting them these tax breaks so instead of paying 2% or 3% of their net income in taxes, they might be .01% or .02% or maybe even get a return!  Putin knows, they can afford those taxes, you know.  But, they worked hard for the money, so hard for it honey.  Many of them own and run successful businesses that overwork and underpay their employees.  I can’t really relate because I inherited all my money when my daddy died and despite my best efforts with several failed business ventures, remember Trump Steaks?  I don’t.  I still managed to make it out on top (as far as YOU know, I will never release my taxes publicly for fear that my real net worth will be revealed to the people and they will see actually how little money I have compared to the Bozo’s and the Monk’s)  You got to keep up with the Jones, my daddy would say.  BY ANY MEANS POSSIBLE.  So that Leon is not getting in any big cuts to government spending.  At least no meaningful ones that would fund my tax cuts for the super wealthy.  I really need to be respected and loved by them, my people.  And they are a lovely people and I desperately need to be accepted by anyone.  I need my backup plan.  TARIFFS!  That is why I am pushing tariffs so hard.  So hard.  I pretend that I don’t understand how they work so my base, the MAGA, think that they work like I pretend to think they work.  See how that works?  I might have given myself a headache just now.  Anyway, by increasing costs to import items that are not made in the america.  Those increases, businesses, they pay them, and those extra taxes that importers and businesses have to pay get passed along to the normies (the poor and middle classes to us super wealthy) and then I get to tax them again!  It is a total racket.  They are really going to feel the pinch in a few months once everything for Trumpflation really gets going.  My billionaire buddies, they are going to make out so well.  Is there something better than a billionaire?  A quantalaionare?  I don’t know, I can’t count that high.  Whatever it is, they will be them when I’m done.  I really hope they accept me now.