How Kamala is Reinventing Herself

Where Do the Democrats Get Their Ideas? Why, TV, of Course!

It’s August 28, 2024, and we find ourselves in a preposterous political situation. We’re deep into the sham-paign, that’s the sham campaign that has given us Kamala Harris and China Tim Walz as Democrat candidates who did not win even one single primary vote.

Joe Biden was going to run for President, in fact, as late as July 6, he (or one of his legions of helper-interns) was on X stating he had no intention of dropping out of the race. He was in it to win it.

After all, the Biden regime was a great racket for him and Jill. He pretended to be President and let the people behind the curtain run the show. He obediently signed or said what they wanted and took the rest of the day off. Jill, for her part, tried to burn through as many Air Force 1 miles and taxpayer dollars as she could, jet-setting to Paris and Napa Valley and her weekly long weekends in Delaware. Hunter seems to have set it up to have his crack delivered to the White House by the illicit drug equivalent of Door Dash. There was no reason to give the up the grift; Joe and Jill were locked in for four more years.

But Democrat insiders (led by Barack and Nancy) realized Joe couldn’t win re-election, particularly after his abysmal debate performance.

Even in his cognitive decline, Joe did not understand what they were talking about. Voters? We don’t need no stinking voters. After all, Biden of all people knows he didn’t win the 2020 election, why was voting now suddenly such a big deal in 2024? Democrats fix elections, they don’t win votes. That’s why they never talk policy, too much bother when you can just print ballots. Joe knew the machine could get him re-elected. Heck, the Democrat cheating machine could get me elected, and I’m a known malcontent. I bet the Democrat cheating machine could even get my cat Tony elected, and I’m pretty sure he’s a communist.

But Barack and Nancy knew that there were limits to how much and how hard they could cheat. They had to cut Old Man Biden loose. Barack didn’t have the stomach for the break-up, but Nancy sure did. Nancy was a mafia princess, she was raised to stab people in the back, or front, as the case demanded. Her dad was a Baltimore mayor who worked hand-in-glove with organized crime and Nancy knew just what to do. They had the goods on Joe (blackmail files) and they threatened to go public unless Joe dropped out. Going public was more than just humiliation and embarrassment, it might have meant long prison terms for Hunter, Jim, Frank, and Valerie (the Biden gang) and maybe even Jill. You think Pelosi doesn’t keep receipts? She had the Bidens cold on many criminal counts. (When Nancy was a little girl, she used to keep her dad’s “book of favors” when he was running Baltimore. Nancy learned in elementary school the value of keeping records. And in interviews, Nancy has described herself as being cold blooded.)

Barack and Nancy figured with Old Man Biden out of the way, they could infuse the Democrat Party with some enthusiasm and excitement. Barack and Nancy didn’t want Kamala as a candidate, they wanted a primary. They wanted was to unleash some big leftist energy and capture some news stories in a blowout, rowdy, exciting primary, sort of like what happened in 2016.

They wanted to put a casting call out for all the lefty characters. Look who the Democrats have: Liz Warren, Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez (she’s too young now but her birthday is in October so she’d be old enough to serve come January 2025), Andrew Yang, Bernie Sanders, Pete Buttigieg, Susan Rice, Eric Swalwell, Amy Klobuchar, Gavin Newsom, Kathy Hochhul, Gretchen Whitmire, Cory Booker, Marco Rubio, Gaby Giffords, and you could even thrown in Hillary Clinton for old times’ sake. You could even drag out Marianne Williamson, the occult lady. That list is not at all complete. There are also the unknowns, like Angie Craig (D-Minnesota) and other abortion-mongers like her. Barack and Nancy wanted to have a lively multi-candidate primary. Their goal was to find a malleable Trojan horse but first they wanted to generate some excitement. They wanted to show that being a Democrat didn’t mean you lived in a nursing home.

Biden may have dementia and a low IQ, but he’s smart as a snake. On his way out the door, the dagger still firmly stuck in his back, he loudly and publicly endorsed Kamala Harris, America’s first Black female Vice President.

Check and mate.

Barack and Nancy did not want Kamala as the candidate. She’s deeply unpopular, inarticulate, foolish, short-tempered, and lacks any sort of track record. Her giddy and inappropriate laughter, her devastatingly criminal record as a criminal prosecutor, and her general inability to understand what’s going on around her made her a no-go. Over 90% of the people who worked for Kamala as Vice President have resigned, running out of the room screaming. There are rumors all over our nation’s capital that Kamala is alcoholic. I do not know that for a fact, but go on YouTube and watch some clips of her at random. Make your own decision—does she look and sound drunk? It certainly explains how a person with a law degree can think the computer “cloud” is a literal cloud. And whether or not she is an alcoholic is not as important in politics as the fact that many people—even so-called important people—think she’s a drunk. No matter how much you dislike Kamala, you don’t dislike her as much as the insiders in DC. This is an important factoid to remember. Remember the old TV show Everybody Loves Raymond? Well, if this were a sitcom, they could call it Everybody Hates Kamala. Even the people you think like and suppport her can’t stand to be in the same room with her.

The curse of Joe Biden is the first TV-like premise of the 2024 Democrat campaign. Biden’s revenge was that he used the Democrat’s own slavish cult-like devotion to identity politics to punish them. The endorsement of the incumbant is a big deal and Biden endorsed a Black woman. Black women are revered in the Democrat party, they’re almost like royalty. Biden stuck them with Kamala like a piece of wet, sticky, used chewing gum, and Barack Obama can’t seem to get this gum off his Manolo Blahnik loafers. Remember the TV show premises based on revenge? The Fugitive. Branded. And the political thrillers, like Game of Thrones, House of Cards, and Succession. Biden got his revenge. Just goes to show an 80-year-old snake is still a snake.

Karma for Kamala is that now she has to run a campaign. She couldn’t run a taco stand, so she’s struggling to get some inspiration. She is not a warm, empathetic character, so she has to play-act at being a relatable and likeable person. A woman like Kamala is deeply unlettered—she does not read, nor does she think deeply. She does not observe other people or interact with them in meaningful ways. So naturally, she’s turning to television. She needs to figure out how to create and wear a persona that will make her appear human, or at least human-adjacent.

Seinfeld

Kamala is running a campaign about nothing. The old Seinfeld sit-com from the 90s said that it was a show “about nothing.” Seinfeld had no particular point of view on anything, it was just about four relatively bright, young, healthy adults who lived feckless and pointless lives, doing dumb stuff, complaining, and never ever taking responsibility for anything. It was a funny show, but the characters in Seinfeld were all losers who in the final episode are all rightly incarcerated. Elaine was the only one with a job. Jerry had the most money but he worked only two or three times a year and was hugely overpaid. I guess that’s how Kamala thinks the economy works. People who laugh a lot have tons of money. George bounced from job to job and Kramer never worked (except for a couple of days at a bagel store). Yet they all maintained their own apartments in Manhattan where the average rent (today anyway) is $4,985 a month. That’s why Kamala doesn’t take us seriously when we complain prices are too high. Kramer was making it, why aren’t we? And who needs a job?

Breaking Bad

Walter White was the father figure in Breaking Bad, a series about a mild-mannered chemistry teacher who found himself an accidental meth kingpin. Had Walter White never gotten cancer and faced overwhelming medical bills, he never would have even considered making meth—but when he used his chemistry degree for evil rather than good, he found out, he was very, very good at the evil part. As he states toward the end of the series about his criminal alter-ego Heisenberg, “I was good at it. I liked it.” This is Tim Walz. He didn’t set out to be a Chinese spy, it’s just that circumstances took him to China and he was feted as a dignitary. He liked it. He still likes it. He likes it a little too much. Of course, Walter White evolved a very sinister tough-guy persona. That hasn’t happened to Walz yet. But the transition from mild-mannered guy to pathological liar has already happened.

The Simpsons

Sit-com dads tend to be dopey and Tim Walz, as we now know him, shows himself to the world as a great personification of a dullard sit-com dad. Kamala believes this plays well among voters, who see father figures as bumbling, stumbling fools who eat too much and don’t know what’s going on while the smart women around them run the show. Marge is smarter than Homer, just like Walz pretends to be the stupider version of Kamala Harris, if such a thing were possible.

Tim Walz is a version of Homer Simpson on another level as well. Like Homer, Walz has a wife and kids. And the way Homer treats Bart reminds me a little of how Walz treats his special-needs son. The main difference between Walz and Homer Simpson is that Walz has a creeper vibe. Homer is just foolish and short-tempered.

Malcolm in the Middle

Bryan Cranston (who also played Walter White in Breaking Bad) appears again on this list, but this time as a meek, beaten-down father in the highly dysfunctional Wilkerson family shown from the point of view of the middle child. I’m not sure Kamala sees them as dysfunctional, she probably thinks that all families are like the Wilkersons. The mother is the main character, a screaming banshee and a tyrant, who rules angrily over a docile and slightly imbecilic husband and a bunch of sons who are all on the fast track to the penitentiary. The female anger and hostily must seem normal to Kamala, who has replicated this atmosphere among her own staff. She’s copying Malcolm in the Middle for the angry mom/stupid dad vibe. That’s her and Walz—she’s the foul-mouthed screaming shrew and he’s the dumb guy who isn’t paying attention.

Cosby

I suspect that Kamala imagines herself a sort of more-successful vision of Claire Huxtable from the old Cosby show. Claire, if you remember, was a high-powered attorney, mother of five kids, supremely intelligent, bilingual, and well-dressed perfect partner to Cliff. Claire went to a historically Black college and had a painting on the set from a Black artist. Kamala likes to see herself as a champion of Black causes, Black artists, and all things Black. She’d be just like Claire if she wasn’t Indian. And if she hadn’t married a white guy. But I think Kamala leans on this sort of strong Black female persona to help make her seem more relatable. It’s why she changed her race to Black.

Friends

When Kamala keeps spouting about “joy,” she really means that fake and phony happy-slappy merriment of a wacky sitcom where nothing of substance was ever discussed, nothing was ever decided, nobody accomplished anything, but everyone was happy and you could laugh hysterically for no reason. Kamala imagines the world sees her and her future administration as the set of Friends, a bunch of likeable, lovable misfits who all get together to live in a gigantic rent-controlled apartment in Manhattan. Kamala likes rent control. In fact, she likes all price controls. It makes her giggle. And it’s a reason why she can’t relate to the rest of us. If people on TV can live in gigantic Manhattan apartments with no job or minimum-wage jobs, what are you complaining about? And who says price controls don’t work? Look at Friends!

I Love Lucy

Kamala is in what used to be called a mixed or interracial marriage, just like Lucille Ball in the groundbreaking comedy I Love Lucy. While I Love Lucy was about a white woman married to a Cuban immigrant, Kamala sees herself as the immigrant and head of the family, breaking new ground by showing that an Indian-Jamaican-Black woman can marry a white guy. But while Lucy wants to break into show business like her successful husband, in the Kamala retelling of the sitcom, Doug is happy to sit on the sidelines while her career spirals out of control.

Like the Ricardos, Kamala plays everything for a laugh. She constantly laughs because she thinks she’s Lucy and people loved Lucy. The difference is that Lucy actually did funny things. Kamala just laughs without the slapstick first. Now maybe if she’d light a putty nose on fire or stuff chocolate candies into her mouth we could laugh with her. But Kamala learned from Lucy Ricardo that you have to laugh a lot, people will love you. Unfortunately for Kamala, it’s not working.

The Kamala Show

Kamala’s campaign is not based on substance, political values, policy, or a track record of public service. It’s based on what Kamala apparently knows best—a bunch of old TV icons that she has pasted together in order to impersonate a human.

Psychologists say that narcissists lack empathy and sociopaths are devoid of empathy. That makes them unlikeable, weird. They put off a strange vibe. You cannot get close to them and you know subliminally that something is “off.” They have odd mannerisms and quirks. Sometimes what they say does not make sense. But when they want to stalk prey (and sociopaths are almost always predators) they have to camouflage themselves and pretend to be human. Love him or hate him, Donald Trump is human. Most of the people we know in real life or in politics are human, whether we agree with them or not.

Kamala lacks this. It’s why she has no friends (even Oprah has her Gayle), why she can’t keep staff, and why she’s terrified of entering a conversation with anybody she cannot berate or fire. Kamala can talk to people all right, but they better be her subordinates so she can yell at them and kick them in the pants. She doesn’t know how to talk as a peer. She doesn’t know how to debate except to lie. (She even admitted this on Stephen Colbert, when Colbert asked her about a debate in which she was caught in an obvious lie. She cackled and said, “It was a debate!” meaning that when you’re in a debate you’re supposed to just make stuff up.)

So Kamala—who may or may not have expected to be the nominee at this point—has to suddenly figure out how to look, act, and sound human. Decent. Smart. Compassionate. Sober. She’s got the pantsuit thing down, now all she needs is a personality.

She can’t cobble together a persona, much less a personality, from her life to date since it’s all just been opportunistic misadventures. She needs to craft an image. She needs to build a human suit (like that creepy guy in Silence of the Lambs) to wear in these last days of the campaign.

I’m sure when Kamala watched House of Cards, she identified not with the cold-blooded Claire Underwood but with her husband, Frank Underwood—the guy who ousted a president to sneak his way into the White House. Claire was highly intelligent and went like a heat-seeking missle to the Oval Office but she never apologized for her ambitions. She stood up to those who threatened her. She was not a good president, but she had a certain toughness to her. Kamala lacks the raw intelligence and emotional strength of a Claire Underwood. Kamala is more like Frank—tricky, sneaky, opportunistic, and utterly devoid of humanity. To put it in zoological terms, Frank was a rat, Claire was a shark. Kamala’s more in Frank’s camp.

Sociopaths often know and realistically assess their own shortcomings. Kamala knows her shortcomings. She knows she can’t give an interview, can’t debate, and can’t use her political record to advantage. She’s got to duck and weave, hide and cackle. Like a hermit crab, she’s looking for some sort of shell she can put on for protection. Is she a Walter White? Is Tim Walz the dad from Malcolm in the Middle or is he Homer Simpson? Maybe if she got a Rachel haircut, people would like her better, you know, the way they liked Friends. And if people liked Seinfeld, surely Kamala can forge a campaign based on nothing.

I avoided talking about Veep. I did not include it because it’s a little too on-the-money. I doubt Kamala is modeling herself after Selina Meyer, but the show is predictive programming if I ever saw it. And is it my imagination but does Kamala copy Selina Meyer’s hair?

Meanwhile back in the dark recesses of Washington D.C., Nancy Pelosi, mafia princess, and Barack Obama are both very unhappy that Biden had the last laugh and hung Kamala like a big dead stinky albatross around their racist necks.

While Donald Trump is trying to get Kamala into a debate, reporters are trying to coax Kamala in for a sit-down interview, and the public is hammering her for some sensible policy answers to inflation, she’s on the run. She’s despised by Conservatives and she’s also Public Enemy No. 1 of the insider Democrat old-guard vote-stealing regime. Even the old gray lady, The New York Times, is starting to run articles that disrespect Madame Momala. The mainstream media outlets, the bullhorns of the Democrat insiders, are starting to ask uncomfortable questions, like “Where is Kamala?” or “Kamala, may we ask you a question?”

Although I do not know the timing, my guess is that the Democrat insiders will try to dispense with her in some way. The only people in America who like Kamala Harris are the viewer base of CNN and a few Black women who unfortunately believe that an Indian con artist and a Marxist white guy best represents their interests. Those groups are like people with aol.com email accounts; small and dwindling daily.

But if Democrat insiders dump her, what are they going to do? It’s too late for a blow-out primary. They’ll have to install somebody new and that person will soon be branded the racist pig who ousted the first Black woman Vice President. Democrats may be stuck.

But cheer up, Democrats. If Trump wins, the Democrat insiders will have bigger things to worry about than having run a deeply unqualified candidate in this sham-paign. In fact, one day, this whole shameful shampaign will be a dim memory. Let’s hope that day is soon, very soon.