Ah, spring. The time of year when a young man's fancy turns to thoughts of love . . . and rational ignorance. Granted, it is actually summer and, having recently attained 32 years, I'm not exactly a lad anymore. But back in May I met a winsome lady and things between us have been progressing in a most pleasant fashion ever since. So much for the love part, you say, but what are you talking about, rational ignorance? Well, it transpires that my lady friend (whom we will call Babette to protect the innocent) admitted to not knowing, until relatively … Continue reading Babette and Tariffs