It’s embarrassing to think about the shoddy roster of national leaders who will grace Cleveland and Philadelphia this summer. Some of them will eventually make their way to Washington as Cabinet members, advisors, and sycophants for a new administration. Some are already entrenched.
I am not going to waste anybody’s time going on about the Clinton-Comey-Lynch circus. We knew how it was going to turn out. Paul Ryan’s protests won’t change anything. We knew that the GOP House would be outraged. Nothing will come of that either, except for another opportunity to see how things work when the cards are stacked.
Many people I talk with have settled for a half-hearted, laissez-faire attitude towards the political stupidity of this campaign season. Donald Trump’s “Pocahontas” jab at Elizabeth Warren is one of the dumbest examples yet of the abusive, irrelevant antics we tolerate because we don’t want Hillary Clinton to be our next president.
If Republicans are desperate they know who to thank. The party continues to collapse at the hands of a man the people chose to beat the Democratic Party’s first female nominee. Instead of backstabbing we’ve been waiting for a plan for an election win.
What a sorry question to have to answer: are Mexicans criminals, rapists, and drug dealers or are they hard-working, long-suffering Hispanics who only want to help us make America better? California, the state with the largest Hispanic population, will decide on Tuesday.