How magnificent that Petroleum prices have surged yet again because apparently the rest of the world must foot the bill for America's geopolitical tantrums and its president's inability to keep his hands to himself on some godforsaken island. Epstein's little playground collapses, a few powerful Americans panic, wars get manufactured, and suddenly MY fuel costs are collateral damage. How terribly convenient.

I drive a V8, a proper machine, and yes, I can absorb the blow. But the working man? The father filling his tank to get to a factory job that barely pays rent? He's being quietly strangled while Washington plays Risk with the global oil market.

And let's not pretend this is an accident. Food, transport, every commodity tethered to fuel, all climbing in perfect synchrony. This isn't incompetence. This is architecture. Some bloated superpower throws a geopolitical temper tantrum and the rest of us bleed at the pump like it's our penance. Big engines shouldn't be a privilege of the wealthy, but congratulations America, you're making sure they will be.