If the GOP establishment could find one brain cell and one gonad among themselves, this woman would be the party poster child by tomorrow. The party tends to miss so many opportunities. I an effort to appear clever and sophisticated they usually end up as neither and miss the down-to-earth goldmines all around them. Kim Klacik is just such goldmine. Don’t blow this one, guys.
Organizers: Give this lady 10 minutes in prime time this week!
Mitch: Dump money and endorsements on her by the truckload. She can retire the race hustler Kweisi Mfume (Frizzell Gray).
In my upcoming book, I talk about political imagery and how it acts upon the political ignorance of too many of our voters. But the ignorance is not limited to voters.
Some supposedly smart people have a real hard time getting it. This morning Stuart Varney, fairly well respected, counted Robert Francis O’Rourke as one of the moderates in the Democratic field.
If you can count a guy that buys off on the “we’ve only got 12 years to save the planet” line, I’d hate to see your version of far Left.
If you consider a candidate who changes his name to a Hispanic name to get votes anything more than childish and disingenuous, you need to make an appointment with reality SOON! Talk about the worthlessness of identity politics! I can think of nothing recently that makes more a mockery of obsessing over race, sex, etc. than Robert Francis pretending to be Latino. What a douche!
I don’t see any malice in Biden’s weird behavior during photo ops. But it does have a creepiness about it. This is especially true when he is trying to kiss a 13-year-old who is clearly having none of it.
There has been a lot of talk of double standard and comparisons made with Kavanaugh. The Kavanaugh thing was pure fantasy from the first mention of Blasey-Ford.
I think the real comparison is to Al Franken. That poor little guy was drummed out of office because he wasn’t cute enough to kiss the pretty girl and for squeezing a WAIST, while taking pictures at an event. (read detail here in section “To Wit…”) Franken’s stuff is nothing compared to the serial creepiness of Joe Duh.