John Ladd’s phone is an archive of life on a ranch beside the Arizona border with Mexico.
He scrolls past photographs of handsome Red Angus and cross-bred Hereford-Brahman cattle, picture after picture of Donald Trump’s 30ft border wall that spans about six-and-a-half miles of his land. Then he stops at an image of a tree.
‘That’s a rape tree,’ he said, pointing out the women’s clothes thrown into the thorny branches.
