That the deadline for Trump’s threat to annihilate Iranian civilization fell on a Tuesday should’ve been the tip-off that the day would end not with mushroom clouds over Tehran, but with tacos in Washington. I’m joking, but Trump was always going to fold and declare some kind of victory. It’s what he does. Iran found the perennial American pressure point—the S&P 500—and kept pressing until Trump said “uncle.” That, not the F-word or the Islamophobia, was the core message of his infamous Easter Sunday post: Trump was panicking and desperate for an off-ramp. Pakistani Prime Minister Shehbaz Sharif provided him one, the White House took it, and markets surged.