For all the joy being peddled by Cacklin’ Kamala and the Fascist Fabulist, they’re not really all that “fun.” For all the rewriting of contemporary history to wipe away those unsightly burps in their resumes that either frighten voters, anger them immensely, or cause such fits of hilarity that take some time to subside, Americans are all-too familiar with who Ms Harris is. And are constantly bewildered by the kaleidoscopic web of background stories available as her running mate’s biography fills out…and out.
They are both pretty nasty, shallow pieces of work who have gotten away with skating by on the mediocrity of their beings for so long that they would rather we didn’t dwell on such trifles.
There are pretty new facades being erected for us to ooh and ah at.
What I mean by that is the shift we’ve seen in Harris’s evolving positions, and not from years ago – some from as late as…
