Do They Even Know What a President Is?

So Kamala Harris, whose qualifications for the job are, well, nothing, has suspended her quest for the Democrat presidential nomination. Never mind that she was polling a red-hot 2 percent. Never mind that she’d already spent about 130 percent of her campaign budget.

Heck, no. The real reason she’s had to drop out was… [trumpet fanfare, drum roll, etc.]… Racism and Sexism! An “activist” says so, so it must be true (https://pjmedia.com/trending/leader-of-anti-trump-resistance-on-kamala-harris-dropping-out-racism-and-sexism/).

Yep. According to Leah Greenberg, a self-proclaimed poobah of #theResistance–translation: a non-entity–it would be “catastrophic” for the Party to have an “all-white male” debate, never mind that Corey “Spartacus” Booker and that doofus Castro will still be there: but never mind. “The implicit racism and sexism of ‘electability’ is deeply damaging to democracy,” she babbles.

I don’t know. Wouldn’t it be infinitely more damaging to just about everything, if Kamala actually became our president?

But for a leftid worm-brain, the only thing that matters is the externals. Character counts for nothing. Ability counts for nothing. Fitness for the office counts for nothing. You want to give somebody the authority to sign or veto legislation, to launch missiles, to negotiate with foreign leaders, to be the leader in shaping public policy–you do? Okay! Just remember that the main considerations are that person’s sex (nyah, nyah, I won’t say “gender”!) and skin pigmentation. She can be a psychotic evil numbskull, but as long as she’s a Woman Of Color, that’s all us activists are interested in.

I can’t imagine what a liberal thinks the president is. Or ought to be. But surely the very last items on the list should be sex and color. Those characteristics are entirely irrelevant.

“I don’t care who does my heart surgery–it just has to be a Woman Of Color! it doesn’t matter that she doesn’t know how! The only thing that matters is Justice! Social Justice!”

Whenever a lib speaks the word “justice,” you know he’s just snuck the dried pea out from under the walnut shell. Now there’s nothing under any of the shells. That’s leftism. In a nutshell, as it were.