The sound of a serpent

[John]

The tariffs Trump imposed on Indian goods reflect more than policy — they mirror his soul.
In one breath, he declares: “India is been, they are my friends.”
A fractured tongue hissing through broken grammar, the sound of a serpent speaking in contradictions.
And from behind the smile, the tariffs strike — venom from sharpened teeth,
the poison of disrespect that kills every claimed friendship at its root.
The short story Fort Knox: The Greatest Heist of All Time explores a mind shaped by such duplicity.
Its epilogue points to a gift from Indian culture —
a quiet wisdom that may yet help the world survive the betrayal of false allies.

[Sid]

Hey quite a few to read. I do have some ARC and a to-read books on my list. But I will consider reading the books as I get some reading space.