The Apotheotic Joke Ticket
Just so you know, our stand-ins here are from the Beverly Hillbillies and All in the Family. Chosen pretty carefully despite any initial outrage you might feel. Forget politics per sē. The first is a programmatic drone, pursuing what she’s aimed at without regard to, or understanding of, the human issues involved. The second is an armchair hero of the masses, always willing to claim credit for himself at the expense of others.
Yes, I’m talking about Kamaltoe and the Coach. The saddest thing perhaps is that the fictional characters above are both superior to their photo stand-ins. Miss Hathaway was childless but did not spend her early career years with her legs waving in the air seeking promotions. Archie Bunker was at least honest about his ignorant, half-assed prejudices and presumptions. He wasn’t actually lying about a skewed perspective honestly reported on.
Why the Harris-Walz campaign is a kind of ultimate joke on the American political tradition.
So many ways they should lead to the biggest pie-throwing contest in history. Guffaws all around for the rest of the American experience if they are elected.
As I write this, Vice President Harris is 35 days since her unexplained replacement of the nominated candidate of her party without an interview or a press conference. By the same token, the American legacy media are 35 days into an apparent coup against a sitting President without insisting that anyone answer how it came about or what the legality of it might be. Worse, there are major foreign policy issues confronting a White House no one is asking serious questions of, specifically not of a dead President not removed officially from office but consigned to permanent vacation and not of a sitting Vice President who is answering no questions of any kind while pretending that she has had no part in the endless succession of corrupt decisions that got us to the brink of a nuclear confrontation with Vladimir Putin.
Rightwing extremist Steve Gruber keeps asking the question, Who is your President at this precise moment in time? The clear answer is no one.
But the NYT/WAPO/WSJ/NBC/CBS/ABC/PBS/MSNBC/CNN/META/GOOGLE journalism universe cares for nothing but the ignorant infantile positions of American women who care about nothing quite as much as the right to kill their babies even after they emerge from the cooch of which Kamala is the new archetypal goddess.
What I’m telling you is that all this is a joke. Women do not advance by abandoning their one sacred credential, mothers of the future. They have become something considerably less: the cows of a new age of suicidal darkness for all mankind. You’re no longer women, by your own admission of an inability to define your sex and its mission. Definitional problems are ironically inaccurate in this respect. Women gave birth to Socrates, Plato, Archimedes, Galen, Dante, Shakespeare, Racine, Mozart, Newton, Einstein, Tesla, Heisenberg, Mendel, Michelangelo, Da Vinci, Blake, and Jesus Christ. (Not to mention St. Paul and St. Augustine,) They have yet to produce one of their own flawed children of God as a rival talent. Best woman writer of all time? Refute me: Agatha Christie. Extraordinary talent. (And I wrote my English thesis in college about Virginia Woolf as one of the two best fictioners of the 20th. Sorry for no Brontë’s on my list; Dickens Our Mutual Friend polished off Wuthering and Eyre with extreme prejudice…)
Women have advanced by political chicanery. In history, perspective is the hardest peak to climb. Lots of people are suddenly willing to admit that when it comes to sport, women are not as big or strong or fast or physically impervious to injury as men. A decade or so ago, a Harvard President named William Summers got fired for daring to suggest that women were not as capable as men at math and science. Sexist asshole.
What has happened since?
I’m the only one I know of who has pointed out that women stole the affirmative action show from African-Americans. In the aftermath of the Sixties, black students obtained admission with lesser academic credentials to the nation’s most prestigious schools. How did that work out? Placements landed, corporate jobs in top-tier banks and companies, the fast tracks to titles on the door? Not to blacks. To women.
See, women already had an in black people didn’t. They outnumbered even white men. They had a network of women’s colleges who had lain in waiting for generations, far bigger than the Historical Black Colleges who were already struggling to survive with credibility in the aftermath of Eldridge Cleaver, Muhammed X, and the Black Panthers. Think I’m kidding? Vassar, Smith, Wellesley, Mount Holyoke — forget Radcliffe and Barnard already subsumed into Harvard and Columbia — Bennington, Sarah Lawrence, Sweet Briar, and all the Co-Ed sorority girls from UVA, UNC-Chapel Hill, Wesleyan, Williams, Amherst, and a host of pricey small girls’ colleges named after various Catholic saints.
Needless to say, all these women were feminists and aggressively progressive. But they went woke in a hurry when they realized, with incredible guilt, that American life was all about racism and slavery, and they were almost as guilty as white men, meaning it was 100 percent okay for them to be reduced in rank from Gender 2 to Gender 2|. That’s a ‘prime’’ symbol (|), ironic here. White females are nothing now. Proof? Trump won them in 2020. Women don’t hate him. The propaganda machine has been successful to date at turning black and Hispanic women against him. Because these are the women Democrats believe are too stupid to realize that eggs cost four times what they did under Trump, gasoline costs more than twice what it did then, and auto insurance is over 50 percent more expensive.
Had a bad moment today with Cluck and Buck. (Sorry, “Clay and Travis Show”.) Cluck was desperate to find some women to battle the Trump disadvantage in the women’s deadly Harris vote, “a double digit majority at least,” he averred. He was equally certain that the only way to deter the Kamaltoe offensive was to find women, preferably young, to speak directly to female voters to avoid annihilation by the female electorate.
Which means that Cluck himself is part of the problem. He’s the unreconstructed raised-RINO male who discerns neither Emhoff’s nor Walz’s (hmm, thrumming) gay if not pedophile vibe to be visible to the masses or blatantly offensive to them as what used to be called women.
So so many aspects of the JOKE. This is turning into a deeper piece. I call them ‘Cluck & Buck.’ Collectively, half the intellect of Rush Limbaugh, Cluck was desperate yesterday to find a woman to solicit votes for the chauvinist Trump. Screw Cluck.
Cluck and Buck are part of the Joke too. Worried to death about the women’s vote. Without the niche victim vote, Trump won married and suburban women in 2020. Who knows that chicken eggs now cost four times what they did in 2020? Who knows that infant formula went missing in the vax mandates? Being a woman isn’t all about the right to kill your babies. It’s also about feeding your children and being able to afford a prom dress.
Women are the ones sitting at the American kitchen table. Do they care about what millionaire Oprahs and Taylor Swifts and Beyoncés and Michelle Obamas and Kamaltos are doing when they can’t make the nut for both groceries and rent this month? Women’s outreach? Did JFK need a women’s outreach spokesperson? Did Reagan? No. They were talking to everyone just by being there, standing in front of the flag, and loving their wives and children.
Women are not not Americans.
Which brings us to Coach Walz. Who is just a garden variety pathological liar who killed the biggest city in his state by doing, uh, nothing, when it counted. He’s a blur. He’s not a soldier, not a cis-normal heterosexual male, not a football coach, not a steward of the citizens of Minnesota unless they’re black or sexually perverse, not a man who abides by his oath to the Constitution. Just a con-man. A blur. Like we said. Eagleton got done in for less… Why do they have to hide him as thoroughly as they have to hide the Coochi-in-Chief. And what was he doing with all those little boys in China…?
Amazing. Aamaaaaazing. Two candidates for the two highest offices in the land, both hiding from their own records and future plans.
I don’t even care. If you can be fooled by this flagrant deception via concealment, I am content to die in place as a citizen of the greatest nation in history now long gone…
The Joke. Getting elected to the most important office in the world by hiding behind Jake Tapper, Joe Scarborough, and cosmetically enhanced slags named Nancy Pelosi, Hillary Clinton, and Michelle Obama is too rich not to laugh myself to death over.
Here she is…!
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