There is always a blacker black that makes you black and the iron law of intransigence does not even spare the half black Kamala Harristhis Maneskin of US (and disposable) politics even if in its case the blackest black is rather the reddest: it is the Marxist racial movement Black Lives Matter that the “halfblood,” who in black slang is truly the epitome of contempt, doesn’t even want to see her painted in the White House.
Old grudges, encrusted situations: Harris lied about her origins and the BLM won’t forgive her; she’s not a pure black, she’s a melting pot of origins from Europe to Jamaica and she played the rigged card of African-American purity to climb the political ladder to the vice presidency, only to turn to the Mexicans and all the others who are pushing to get in, warning them: “Don’t come. We don’t want you. We can’t do it. We don’t need you”. Stuff that not even a Salvini made up by Le Pen could forgive her, and imagine if the BLM communists who reason like Mattarella in Brazil could forgive her: “A commendable country because it welcomes EVERYONE and transforms ALL migrants into citizens”. A challenging statement, politically and socially more than risky, which speaks for itself: politics, which according to Aristotle was the science of the practical, of the concrete, tempered with dreamlike reason.
But there is more and much more behind the (black) thumbs down of the BLM, stuff managed by Patricia Cullors who has built herself a couple of estates and mansions in Georgia, a state with at the very least distrustful attitudes, and what’s more in the whitest white neighborhoods possible; the other vestal of the American red and blacks is the inevitable Alexandra Ocasio-Cortezone of those rabble-rousers also of mixed origins, from an ultra-bourgeois family, a privileged one who devoted herself to communism have always been cannon fodder for bored girls who between a reality TV jury and a publishing house of children’s books that went bankrupt without having published even a single handout, in the end throw themselves into politics, which in our times is the art of the artless. So, to make a long story short, BLM doesn’t want half Kamalaand a little for fanatical reasons and a little, long live Aristotle!, for very practical reasons: money.
The money that stopped flowing under the vegetative candidacy of Sleeping Joe and when his dolphin ate him almost alive, has started flowing again, from carnivorous finance, from vaccine pharmaceutical companies, from cannibalistic philanthropists like Soros and Gates, from the Hollywood of hypocritical stars – if you consider that the one who gave Joe the plant his marching orders was this George Clooney, testimonial of freeze-dried coffee, with a little letter. These are the wonders of democratic politics which appeals to Taylor Swift who produces revenue rather than democracy.
It’s never about money: it’s always about money. And the BLM, which is pro-terrorist but not stupid, suspects, senses that on that road there, it will intercept few. And then it puts its spokes in the wheels, demands, with typical communist bureaucratic sensitivity, a bla bla bla of regulation commissions that create a process that allows the participation of the public from the bottom of a nomination process not only a nomination by party delegates but real informal and virtual primaries how boring how boring. The informal and virtual primaries. But if these people don’t know how to do anything more than loot and burn (and cash in)!
It won’t be of much use, but in the meantime they’re trying, in the meantime they’re counting themselves and letting it be known that they’re alive. Like Biden. But Kamala, who is someone who finds herself very attractive and, worse, intelligent, “often presumptuous”, explains Federico Rampiniwho knows her better than we do, has her definitive, powerful endorsements, and there is no going back. With an indisputable expertise: she is incompetent. In the three years of her sub-mandate her gaffes, her lies, her arrogance were countless. Wherever she went, it caused confusion and brought disasters home. It hasn’t had any impact. As we’ve said, it’s to politics what Maneskin is to music. It’s pure pose, it’s all projection. Now, it’s also true that, in this climate, doing politics is this stuff here and to do politics you have to be this stuff here: either you’re inept or you’re a scoundrel, and in our parts we know something about it.
Kamala Harris is incompetent. The question is: how incompetent? Will he be incompetent enough to climb to the White House? At the moment it seems unlikely, Trump was already launched and the recent Van Gogh version has apparently shot him into the victorious perspective like a missile. A detail not to be underestimated, he is filthy rich enough to be able to withstand the competition of the mega-financiers of that other one, since democratic politics in the name of the people is done with bundles of billions. But never say never, this is the era of non-race horses but flaccid, of nags, it is the time in which everything is possible in the worst. Kamala enjoys the eternal feud between Dem clansthe Clintons, the Obamas, this time declined in the feminine. She won’t make it, but, if she does, we have a serious hope of seeing, in a reasonable time, our Salis in place of Mattarella, always in the name of democratic continuity.
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