This could be considered the second in a series searching to find out what make certain voter groups tick. When I look at Kamala Harris and observe the ‘type’ that falls over her ga-ga, I scratch my head. I saw a video a few days ago of a group of teen girls (apparently white and affluent) engaging with her and they vibrated with excitement even though the basis of their engagement was emotional fluff, something about achieving something greater because you’re a girl. Obviously, this skirted the obvious and more concrete facts concerning Kamala’s record, things that would not resonate readily with excited white teen girls; things like condoning and or voting for anti-police legislation and treating felons as an equity issue, the likes of which results in rich little white girls being raped and killed on occasion. In this instance, it’s also quite probable that if the Presidential candidate was a flabby white male – sort of like Tim Walz now that I think of it – and if that candidate was proposing communism, as is the case with Kamala, I doubt these girls would still be giggling over the meet up. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t rue these girls whatever inspiration they want to derive from the occasion. If Kamala wants to go to their sleep over and stay up until the sun rises, talking about girl power, that’s well and good, as long as that doesn’t represent the sum aptitude and aspiration of Kamala Harris seeking the highest office in America. Unfortunately, that is the case.
It’s well documented that Kamala climbed the ladder of government giving head; that and a series of chance or fateful circumstances that put her in her present position. Nevertheless, she had to have gone to class and passed graduate courses, gotten a degree and such to be christened a lawyer, to be a prosecutor, even when all the other subsequent steps were lubricated by other means. Why then does she come off as a 13-year-old flunking middle school? My theory, and I stress, just a theory, is drugs. More recently the Twitterati have suggested the more generic: inebriation. I can see that. Drunk manifests differently in individuals. It explains the constant coverup laughter. A lot of coverup indeed for someone that skirted all work, any positive results, a whole covert agenda riding her brand even when the personal reality was all failure. Drink explains quite a lot. She would not be the first drunk in the Oval office but certainly the first in the full blown nuclear age. And yet the greatest vulnerability is even more basic, it’s baked into her gender.
You might say it’s quite poor of me to beat up on young girls having their Kamala moment but truth be told, the grown and aged women fawning over her are only indulging in a slightly more grown up impulse than their young team members. It’s all fun and games, opportunity and equity until the terrorist that Kamala herself let over the border to swell her voter roles, until they take out an iconic landmark building, or shut down a tri-state area via a power-grid terrorist attack. Would these women remain so gaga then? But these women don’t have the acumen to connect even these fundamental dots. In fact, really the only dots they’re willing to connect are for a weaponized federal judicial system to throw a grandmother in jail for praying in front of an abortion clinic, abortion – terminating babies being the only absolute worth fighting for to the bitter end, for this demographic. I’m not just talking about militant young professional women here, and not just about screaming bitter Antifa bitches; I’m talking about well-adjusted suburban church-going college-degreed women with a couple grandkids, a 401k, and a vacation home at the shore or Lake Winniwacka. Their political intuition is corrupt.
Obviously, these women are far from the majority. The real majorities live in ‘red’ counties which according to the last Presidential race map, was most of the entire country. It’s the liberal ‘blue’ urban centers and clusters of academia in the Northeast, West coast, upper Midwest, and some spores in the Southeast that harbor the majority of addled women I profile here. It’s their devotion to their academic past, their sororities, their liberal churches and peer groups, and Democrat family traditions that have supplanted their cognitive faculties. But I’ll add in the one most important thing: money. Sometimes they and most often their spouse is of means via private enterprise, big corporation peer influence. Even some well-off small business, mid-size business, and the entirety of big corporation are large enough to have been pressured into things like DEI and other Democrat initiatives. Let’s say the hubs is middle management and an invitation to a corporate training junket in Vegas includes spouses. How much poolside peer influence will it take to bring about political conformity? Not much. If it’s the Mrs. that’s the principle corporate guest, it’s already pretty much guaranteed that the liberal peer pressure is baked into the peer group. You or the hubs, the hubs or you, must climb the peer ladder to make the promotions, get the bucks, to afford the vacation home and to send your sweet little enlightened girls to the East crust to Wellesley, Haverford, or Penn. You shall think Democrat and you must do so uncritically. There is no other option. The friends holding Cosmos’ that surround you poolside will see to it.
I could just leave this right here because there is so little hope that the stereotype-based-in-reality person I profile here will get beyond Kamala, or I could just say, that they’ll get beyond abortion, their single issue shibboleth to which nothing else matters, even it requires voting for a drunk Marxist trick-turner, all facts that they’re at least vaguely aware of, btw. Ironically, the best hope for a change of heart would come from all the males in their life becoming more resolute and cognitive of what an outright Marxist in the Whitehouse would entail, along with more circumspection about the prospects of trashing the constitution, packing or suspending the Supreme Court, and forcing a permanent one-party regime; heady stuff that would be. If the males demure and allow the prejudices of their wives, sisters, daughters, and mothers to dictate the direction of the country, we may very well be lost. To the deeply sworn Kamala constituency, that may be the most offensive thing I’ve said here.
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