Kamala Harris is not having a very good campaign.
When grilling Bret Kavanaugh she did her best imitation of a character from Law & Order, all self-righteous condescension, even appearing to corner him (in the eyes of those who wanted to see him cornered) with a probing question about whether or not he’d had improper discussions about the Mueller investigation.
So far so good. The whole effort came off badly in the end, but nobody who might vote for her noticed.
Her quick enlistment in the Jussie Smollet hoax suggests a lack of judgement and astounding gullibility for a former prosecutor. I doubt she’s that naive; she took her confidence in the gullibility of the public and the reasonable expectation that no real evidence one way or the other would emerge (no new facts would be “unfolding”). Which is pretty craven when you think about it–she didn’t care if it was true or not.
There’s also the possibility her friend Jussie assured her the hoax was sound.
But the alacrity with which she pounced reflects either very badly, or very, very badly on her.
It’s a far cry from the smug questioner of Kavanaugh, in the tightly controlled setting of Congressional hearings, and the blustering panic of this caught-in-the-headlights moment:
Then her campaign stuttered like, well like she does above, when her ongoing attempt to convey cool (apparently it’s all about smoking weed and listening to–what are the kids listening to?) revealed a very embarrassed dad:
When Sen. Kamala Harris said last week that she obviously supports marijuana legalization and has smoked the plant, she cited her ethnicity — “Half my family’s from Jamaica. Are you kidding me?”
Her Jamaican father is not happy about that.
In a statement to Jamaica Global Online, Donald Harris called his daughter’s remarks a “travesty” and accused her of stereotyping.
“My dear departed grandmother … as well as my deceased parents, must be turning in their grave right now to see their family’s name, reputation and proud Jamaican identity being connected, in any way, jokingly or not with the fraudulent stereotype of a pot-smoking joy seeker and in the pursuit of identity politics,” he said.
“Speaking for myself and my immediate Jamaican family, we wish to categorically dissociate ourselves from this travesty,” Mr. Harris, an economics professor at Stanford University, concluded in a statement to the news site for the Jamaican diaspora.
The language reveals a family spliff, I mean rift. This is not the first time the girl has embarrassed her father.
Kamala, meet intersectionality. It starts at home.