Like It or Not, Here Comes Kamala

I don’t like it.

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Just a few days after Joe Biden announced he was not running for reelection – and just a few days after she was telling us he would have a great second term – Kamala Harris seems to have a lock on the Democrat nomination.

There is a lot to say about Kamala, but first, let her speak for herself. This is from her failed 2020 campaign for President. She explains why “equal treatment” isn’t good enough.

Note that the entire surface of the earth has to rise to lift the poor BIPOC out of the hole he has lived in all his life so he can catch up with the privileged white guy. That’s “equity:” moving heaven and earth to get non-whites equal to whites.

We’ll get back to “equity,” but first let’s see how Kamala got the way she is. Her parents are Donald Harris, a light-skinned black from Jamaica, and Shyamala Gopalan from India.

They met in the United States as PhD students. Kamala has, of course, written an autobiography – only one, so far, unlike Barack Obama, who had written two by age 45 – and hers is called The Truths We Hold.

Sounds almost Jeffersonian. In the book she writes of her mother: “She and my father met and fell in love at Berkeley while participating in the civil rights movement.” She also writes, “My parents often brought me in a stroller with them to civil rights marches. I have young memories of a sea of legs moving about, of the energy and shouts and chants.”

How nice. Two foreigners, probably on full scholarship, telling us how to run the country. Kamala got an early dose of that. She adds that, “Social justice was a central part of family discussions.” She writes that once when she was a toddler she got angry, and her frustrated mother asked what she wanted. “ ‘Fweedom,’ I yelled back.”

You are fwee to believe her if you choose, but the story is suspiciously similar to one MLK told in 1965.

Kamala’s parents found “fweedom” through divorce, but they made sure she never forgot how foreign she is. Mamma Shyamala — Kamala is on the left with her little sister — took her to her hometown in southern India and dressed her in Indian Jewelry.

When Kamala is around Indian-Americans, she delights them by tossing out some Indian expressions.

Daddy made sure she knew she was Jamaican. He took her to her first reggae concert when she was 13. “I was in complete awe,” she says. “To this day, I know the lyrics to nearly every Bob Marley song.”

I wonder if she knows the lyrics to even one Bob Dylan song. Daddy took her back to Jamaica in the summers. Her party trick with Jamaicans? Give them a dose of patois.

For high school, Kamala lived in Montreal, of all places, but she went to college in the US. Howard University – of course! Here’s her graduation picture.

Kamala got a law degree and was living in San Francisco in 1994, working as an assistant DA, when she met long-time speaker of the state assembly and godfather of California politics, Willie Brown.

Brown was married, but the two quickly started “dating,” to use the obligatory euphemism.

He was 60; she was 29. Brown appointed his new mistress to the state Unemployment Insurance Appeals Board. *** The two continued to be seen arm in arm at Brown’s lavish parties, and a few months later, he appointed her to the state Medical Assistance Commission.

It paid $97,000, which would be $204,000 today.

Brett Granlund, a former California Republican state assemblyman who worked closely with the commission while Harris was on the board, says, “The boards are considered plumb appointments as they require no work, no policy credentials.” You just show up at a one- or two-hour meeting once a month. “Screwing the speaker has its rewards,” he says.

Kamala was the youngest person on the board by 30 years.

That’s how she got her start in politics, but strangely, in her entire 336-page autobiography, she never mentions Willie Brown.

He’s not one of the truths she holds.

Kamala went on to get herself elected attorney general of San Francisco and then ran for attorney general of California. In her campaign mailer she emphasized than every previous person who held the job had been a white man. When she won, President Obama said she was the nation’s best looking attorney general by far.

Later, as The Atlantic headline noted, he “Apologized to Kamala Harris for Saying She’s Hot.”

He must have gotten an earful from Michelle.

Kamala was elected to the US Senate in 2017 – no small feat – but really hit the big time when Joe Biden picked her for VP in 2020.

He had promised to choose a black woman, thus limiting himself to 6.5 percent of the population, but never mind. Stacy Abrams, failed candidate for governor of Georgia and author of eight black romances, including Reckless, The Art of Desire, and Hidden Sins, was the other hot pick, so we may have came out ahead.

After Kamala moved into the vice president’s mansion, she showed it off to a reporter from The Atlantic.

She bragged about art she had borrowed from museums and galleries, “describing each piece in terms of the artist’s background rather than its aesthetic qualities – Indian American woman, African American gay man, Japanese America. ‘So you get the idea,’ she said.” Yes, Kamala, I get the idea. That’s how you were picked and that’s how you would make appointments.

In another room, she had gotten rid of the old wallpaper. “Now there was bright, punch-colored wallpaper – chosen, Harris explained, in order to “redefine what power looks like.”

The internet says this is punch color.

Kamala might not like living in a house that’s painted white. Maybe she would have it redone in the new power color.

Kamala, former prosecutor, is now being touted as tough on crime. What a joke. In 2020, with BLM rioting at its worst, she leant her name – and sent money – to a group set up to bail out the rioters. With her high-profile support, the “Minnesota Freedom Fund” got enough money to bail out all kinds of criminals, even violent ones, not just rioters.

Greg Lewin who runs it, says, “I often don’t even look at a charge – that is to say, the crime – when I bail someone out . . . The point is the system we are fighting.”

“A lot of people are saying ‘F the police,’” he says. They should also be saying “ ‘F the courts,’ ‘F the jail’ because that is part of the same cycle.”

Here’s Kamala, asking for your money to help her F the courts.

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When Joe and Kamala were running in 2020, they promised to reverse President Trump’s border-control policies. Sure enough, Joe rang the dinner gong and shouted, “Come and get it.”

And so, they hadn’t been in office for even two months before we got this touching scene of illegals showing up at the border wearing matching T-shirts that say “Biden, please let us in.”

They all got down on their knees and prayed that Joe would be generous.

He was. That same week smugglers pulled down a section of border fence and drove a van through the gap.

The van was stuffed with 25 Mexicans and Guatemalans who had each paid $10,000. The van skipped a stop sign and was T-boned by construction rig.

Thirteen of the 25 were killed and the rest got free hospital care paid for by you.

Joe decided maybe something had to be done after all, and appointed Kamala as border czarina.

She was a failure. This is the graph Mr. Trump was about to show the audience in Butler, Pennsylvania when he was shot.

It shows numbers of illegal entries by month. The fat red arrow pointing down towards the left says, “Trump clampdown begins.” The fat red arrow at the bottom pointing up says “Trump leaves office.” As you can see, with Kamala in charge, 10 million people swarmed in. The result was illegals camped out in just about every place they don’t belong.

You see, her plan was fabulously, unbelievably stupid. It was called the “root causes” strategy. The idea was to make miserable countries such happy places that no one would leave. Even the LA Times thought it was a joke: “Kamala Harris sees solution to migration crisis in coffee beans, credit cards and Wi-Fi.”

We were going to teach central Americans to grow such yummy coffee that the price would go up and bean pickers would be so fat and happy they’d stay home.

Heaven help us. Mastercard would teach small businesses how to use credit cards and Microsoft would hook up “indigenous communities” to the internet so they could stay in Guatemala and still watch Pornhub. The whole world would get involved. “In an effort to expand the effort, Harris has solicited donations from the leaders of Ireland, Finland, Japan and South Korea to raise hundreds of millions of dollars.”

Can you imagine how the Finns, of all people, said when Kamala told them to pony up to turn dung heap countries into resorts so their people would stay home? And that it was because we couldn’t control our borders? Not even heaven can help us.

One country not only stopped the stampede to El Norte; it got citizens to come home.

That was El Salvador, where President Nayib Bukele locked up thousands of gang members and slashed the murder rate from 53 per 100,000 to 2.4 per 100,000. The rate in Washington DC is 40 per 100,000.

His people worship him. Did Kamala praise Mr. Bukele? Nope. “The Biden administration . . . has serious concerns about his respect for the rule of law and democracy.”

In his reelection in February, widely recognized as open and fair, Mr. Bukele won 83 percent of the vote.

Kamala doesn’t think much of her own country, either.

She wants to change Columbus Day to Indigenous Peoples’ Day and says America is “the scene of a crime when it comes to what we did with slavery and Jim Crow and institutionalized racism in this country.”

Same thing for the Indians, of course, so we must “correct course,” and that brings us back to equity. To recapitulate. [0:19 – 1:51 “So there’s a big – need more.”]

Kamala’s government will decide who gets how much so we all end up in the same place. This is not just insane. I could forgive her that. It’s vicious. People are calling her Commie Kamala and quoting Marx: “From each according to his ability to each according to his need.”

But this is worse. Under Communism, the proletariat – the workers – were the real creators of value and the capitalists were parasites, so workers would get the compensation they deserved for their hard work.

Kamala’s idea is pure racial plunder. Non-whites, especially blacks, get handouts, not because they are productive, but strictly because of who they are. In practice, it would mean that the government pillages the most productive races for the benefit of the least productive.

It’s worse than communism, which we fought for 80 years until it died.

Would “equity” ever favor whites? Never. Seventy percent of pro basketball players are black?

Why, that’s pure merit. There are only six known Jews who play pro football out of a roster of 1,696 players. Equity would require 41 Jews.

Where is our Jewish Rosa Parks in shoulder pads?

But, seriously, this woman has a good chance of becoming president. She will be a much tougher opponent than Old White Joe. She has the entire system behind her. No matter how coddled, privileged, or powerful, any black woman who faces a white man is a warrior for justice, courageously speaking truth to power.

A lot of voters – white voters – will fall for this. The Donald better watch out.

We could be seeing a lot of Kamala over the next four years – maybe eight. Here are a few clips to ease you into what could be very grim times.