The Unbearable Lightness of the Bratgirl

Let's be clear: Kamala Harris is a gasbag the size of the Goodyear Blimp

It takes one to know one…

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Well, one thing we learned from yesterday’s interview of Kamala Harris by CNN’s Dana Bash is that the flexibility of her values is the Bratgirl’s superpower.

Gently pressed by Bash as to the reason for her change of front on fracking, Harris responded with this gem: “Let’s be clear. My values have not changed.” One could be forgiven for concluding that her values, whatever they may be, have nothing to do with actual, real-world issues like energy policy, inflation, the Russo-Ukrainian War, the Middle East crisis, etc., etc. There are values, it seems, and then there’s the urgent, moment-by-moment need to thread the political needle. In 2020, Joe Biden wasn’t about to champion a politically toxic fracking ban, and if Harris wanted to be his running mate, she needed to get on board with that. Which she did. Thank heaven for those flexible values!

A good follow-up question from Bash would have been, “So about those values of yours, what are they?” She didn’t go there of course—afraid, perhaps, that it might be tantamount to clubbing a baby seal. But if the question had been asked, it’s not hard to imagine the word salad answer. There would probably have been a school bus in it, and a paean to abortion, and of course, some fweedom.

Bash also inquired about Harris’ lies concerning President Joe Biden’s mental and physical fitness for office. Any regrets there? “No, not at all.” On the other hand, however, “He has the intelligence, the commitment, and the judgment and disposition that I think the American people rightly deserve in their president.” But if so, then why did the Dems unstick good old Joe and replace him with the Princess of Joy? Harris didn’t say.

But we know the answer to that one, don’t we? Harris was well aware that her boss was losing his marbles, and she was happy to take part in his defenestration. But to admit that would be to admit that she lied and lied to the American people about Biden’s parlous condition. So now, the only thing she can do is keep on lying. But alas, the Bratgirl is no Bill Clinton. She may be shameless, but she can’t do shamelessness. When she tries, you can all but hear the grinding of the gears.

The optics of the interview were not good. The looming presence of her running mate, Tim Walz, was a distraction. What was he doing there, anyway? Did the Bratgirl need a minder? As aired, the whole performance lasted twenty-eight minutes, twelve of which were given over to Walz. But maybe that was the idea: The longer Harris was the focus, the likelier it was that she’d commit some egregious gaffe. Not that Walz covered himself with glory. Among other whoppers, he blamed his false claims of combat service on “bad grammar.” Thanks for clearing that up, Coach!

Harris herself was obviously working hard to suppress her trademark cackle and maintain gravitas. Unfortunately, that just made her look small and tentative. It’s difficult—putting it no more pointedly—to imagine her facing down V. Putin or knocking congressional heads together to get stuff done. The Bratgirl’s not that girl.

As for substance, well, there was no substance. What Harris might do if she manages to get herself elected remains a mystery. She has promised to lower prices, make housing more affordable and do some green stuff—how, she has not said. One thing I suppose we can count on is more and better abortions, though killing off future taxpayers seems counterproductive in the context of a radical progressive agenda.

But there are vibes, and there is joy. Neither were on display last night, however. Harris projected the aura of someone nervously clinging to a prize that could slip from her fingers at any moment. If indeed she realizes that, then she’s not absolutely an imbecile. No, the Bratgirl’s just another political hack who got where she is today by sleeping around, by cultivating flexible values, and by plunging a dagger into Biden’s back at just the right moment. But it was Barack Obama who played the role of Brutus. Kamala was more of a Casca. That’s what she showed me last night.