In a maneuver that only the artful negotiator himself could pull off, President Trump is hosting a bash at the White House, not just to hobnob with oil executives but also to strategize on how to give us cheaper gas prices ahead of the midterms. Talk about foreshadowing a sweet victory in the making. The ball is certainly in Trump’s court, or shall we say, ballroom? If the glimmer of his sizable ballroom doesn’t distract the crowd (and cameras), the promise of sub-$2 gas just might.
Trump’s plan is straightforward: drill, baby, drill. And while he’s at it, why not sprinkle a little investment fairy dust on Venezuela’s oil sector? Upper-level discussions ensued during which he marveled at the potential of turning oil gushers into a golden ticket, driving gas prices down from the theft-level highs of yesteryears. The White House became a showroom gallery where shades of Franklin Mint diplomacy were on full display, as oil execs reminisced about their Venezuelan ventures like old pros trading baseball cards.
With the transparency of a Louis XIII crystal, the event saw more than just photo-ops. Trump is hands-on, folks, insinuating that he might handle the profits from this oil quest. Scribes might dub it another swipe at the constitutional check balance, but trust the executive juggernaut to know better. Venezuela’s riches await liberation from the chokehold of corruption, a transformation only an American pipeline could remedy.
Furthermore, the economy is primed to benefit as we rake in the foreign oil bounty that helps drive prices lower at the pump. Since his entrance into the Oval Office, energy costs have slid delightfully downwards. Now, picture the delight of plummeting gas bills still further fueling the economic engine. As Americans enjoy more robust paychecks, inflation might just slink off into obscurity like a bad reality TV show.
Opponents might bristle, worried about the spillover of international dealings. Yet, in DC parlance, all skepticism and hand-wringing are dissipating faster than a rain puddle in July. Trump’s view is global, and some claim he’s equipped with a filter that battles the old-guard approach with an America-first flair. Our strongest detractors may as well strap in because this juggernaut isn’t hitting the brakes. Come 2028, whether Venezuelan oil fills the coffers state-side or buys a first-class ticket back to its homeland, remains a chapter unwritten—but isn’t the suspense part of the fun?
