Burning up

My Frank Mariani 

For many of us “Merkins” living near the Canadian border, all this talk about the “51st state” and heavy tariffs on Canadian imports is offensive. We take it personally. It’s like having a friend turn bad and throw a punch at your little brother. Whatever squabbles we siblings may have had get tossed aside, and now we’re in full protective mode. I don’t care how many Timbits you’ve eaten. You ain’t heavy … you’re my brother!

Trump’s insulting blather directed at our neighbor to the north, whether it’s a decoy or a bluff, is extra personal to me because my mother was born and raised in Hamilton, Ontario, approximately an hour’s drive from the Buffalo/Niagara Falls metro region.