Judas...
He’s not protecting some poor, powerless country either, he’s fucking owned by them.
THE LACKEY...
That sudden feeling of nausea hits when you realize people running the news couldn’t lead a redneck Christmas parade. Appointing Bari Weiss to CBS News was no strategic move; it was a coronation. It’s moral clarity becoming a euphemism for the right connections and unearned confidence.
The barren wasteland of intellect at the top of CBS starts with her dad, Lou. A Pittsburgh flooring mogul. Lou’s a big AIPAC guy who thinks he’s got all the fucking answers. He’s got that kind of arrogance you get when you’ve never been told no by anyone who wasn’t on your payroll. To him, everything is just a transaction, and he clearly passed that vibe right down to his daughter.
Neat.
Bari pretends to be this fearless centrist rebel that used her wits and headstrong nature to climb the ladder from the New York Times to the Wall Street Journal, and now CBS News. Could not She acts like she earned everything on merit, but her career is full of the kind of stupid mistakes only rich assholes get away with.
Hey! You’re rich, tweet out some ignorant shit about an Olympic figure skater being an immigrant. They weren’t an immigrant, so let’s delete that tweet, post another one that enrages people less, and instead of apologizing, just fucking lie through your teeth about ever having posted your ignorant, bigoted shit in the first place.
But nobody gives a shit about Bari Weiss…or John Fetterman.
THE MUPPET SHOW…
Hakeem Jeffries’s ascent might be a feel-good story in some parts of Candyland, but beneath the desk is a corporate hand, right up his ass.
They want you to believe he’s this groundbreaking, rising star and that’s just manufactured dog shit to make the establishment look good, when he’s nothing more than a milquetoast placeholder paid to maintain the status quo.
Long before he slithered his way into NY’s 8th district, he was just a lowly hired gun for Viacom and CBS. Don’t worry, he didn’t care about justice, he was there to make sure CBS kept their money. He spent years in the sewers of corporate law, learning the art of how to turn a total disaster into gold, so the people at the top got richer, and never had to face accountability.
He even spent a ton of time cleansing the record for CBS after that Super Bowl wardrobe malfunction. That pretty much tells you everything you need to know about how he handles politics. He didn’t give a damn about whether something was right or how the public felt; his only real crusade was protecting the company’s bottom line.
The guy didn’t study federal regulations to actually improve them, what are you, fuckin’ stupid? No, no. He studied them to find loopholes he could weaponize. When he slithered into politics, he didn’t suddenly develop a conscience; he knew the corporate playbook forwards and backwards. The goal was still the same: keep shareholder pockets full and make sure the lobbyists and donors keep filling his.
BOUGHT, PAID FOR…
It doesn’t take a nuclear physicist to figure out who’s pulling the strings. Just follow the money. AIPAC and the pro-genocide scumbags aren’t just partners, they’re co-owners, and for a guy who talks so much about progressive values and inclusivity, all that talk goes right into the toilet the second Israel wants something.
It’s not diplomacy, it’s a transaction. As long as he plays by AIPAC’s rules, he’s a safe bet. He’s just a bridge that lets the party pretend they’re fighting for the people, while making sure the actual policies never change.
The numbers don’t lie; watchdogs put AIPAC on blast over funneling over a million dollars into his circle. The timing is so transactional it’s nauseating. After $149,300 hit the Jeffries Battleground Protection Fund, a progressive amendment to cut $3.3 billion in military aid to Israel suddenly vanished. Jeffries didn’t make a policy call; he cashed a fucking check.
AIPAC’s United Democracy Project spent $9 million in the NY primaries to oust Jamaal Bowman. By dismissing this as “pro-Israel groups supporting pro-Israel members,” Jeffries didn’t just make a casual comment here, it was a fuck you to every voter who cares more about people than money.
He’s not protecting some poor, powerless country either, he’s fucking owned by them.
SABOTAGE…
It’s not that we hate Hakeem Jeffries. We don’t. Hatred is reserved for things with a pulse.
Jeffries isn’t dangerous because of a single policy. It’s because he lacks any guiding principle. He’s a mirror, reflecting whatever is necessary to keep the DNC machinery running.
When he’s with the big donors, he plays the sophisticated pragmatist, the safe choice, who can keep those dirty, radical progressive hedonists in check. But when he talks to the base, he switches gears, projecting the language of social justice like an arrow, but he’s paper-thin. There’s no actual ideology under the suit, no substance behind those lifeless eyes.
By treating progressive challengers like some kind of disease, but Jeffries seems to believe that anyone fighting for things like healthcare and climate change is some sort of parasite, and that’s the purpose of Team Blue PAC; protecting moderate Democrats, while gutting the progressive wing of the party.
At this point, we have to stop calling it a pattern.
THE STRAW MAN…
So, the face of the Democratic Party, for obvious reasons, decides a secret meeting with the most well known of the lizard people: Jared Kushner.
Sorry Zuckerberg. Kushner might also be the antichrist, and that’s bonus points.
Kushner was born into wealth and power, with every connection imaginable. So, naturally, he slithered into Trump’s family of racketeers, marrying the Trump who needed a mountain of plastic surgery to avoid looking like Quasimodo, before immediately treating the federal government like his own personal ATM.
And we’re all supposed to believe Jeffries was there to discuss helping the American people?
The fuck outta here…
The fact that there was silence, no transparency whatsoever, at first, is quite telling, the spin that followed was gag-worthy, damn near verifying that this was a desperate attempt to get on the good side of the right-wing elite while pretending to give a shit about accountability.
But this one meeting ain’t the first time this vacuum of integrity has played Judas.
1992, while at Binghamton, Jeffries wrote an emphatic defense of his bigoted uncle Leonard. Now, people grow and change, but the way Jeffries responded when it resurfaced in 2023 was exactly how a condescending prick would.
He “barely remembered it.”
He publicly defended his relative’s hateful ignorance. He remembers it. Who wouldn’t? Except now, he realizes it’s a liability. It’s bullshit. Same pattern we see now: the wind blows toward the progressives, he drones through a speech about justice. The wind shifts toward the donors and lobbyists, he drops that justice shit like it were covered in raw sewage.
THE STENCH, WITH A GRAIN OF SALT…
When James Comer leaked documents from Jeffrey Epstein’s estate, Jeffries handled it in a weird way. The GOP is claiming, take it with a grain of salt, that either the DCCC or Jeffries’s old campaign went to a man badly in need of a noose to for money. By no means is that a smoking gun, but it’s weird.
“Stone-cold liar.” That’s what he called Comer. No cavalier I’m chill response or condescension, or smug smirk. You could tell it hit a nerve. He tried to shut shit down, using his fake Obama voice, but it rattled him. The kind of response you get from someone who knows exactly where the bodies are buried.
You only get that angry when the truth threatens your image.
The media turned a blind eye, because the too are bought, paid for. The Democratic establishment, they protected their golden boy, despite him possibly being linked to a pedophile.
A BURDEN…
Liberals, especially progressives, and some conservatives too cowardly to speak with their own voices, and despite its cavernous downsides, are wildly in support of Medicare for all.
Naturally, Jeffries isn’t, so he did what he does best: traded his party’s interests for corporate money. He didn’t wake up and realize single-payer healthcare was a bad idea; he just found a better paycheck from the insurance industry.
He’s spent years acting like the adult in the room, using artificial superiority and undeserved influence to sell out marginalized people, and he still thinks he can play both sides, because people have allowed him to.
And it’s such a classy representation of the Democratic Party to constantly be attacking, warring, kneecapping your own fucking party, ain’t it? Nancy Pelosi, the Empress of Insider Trading, would play the progressives for the cameras, sure, but Jeffries is more sinister.
He doesn’t bother with the good guy act; he just starves them out, and by hoarding committee seats and handing them to corporate-owned ass-kissers, he’s made sure the progressive wing of the party is no more than a murmur.
VACUITY…
It shouldn’t be hard to understand why the party’s base, especially younger generations are pissed; they now know they’re being fucked in the ass.
Hakeem’s marching orders are simple: protect the morally vacant moderates, shield these relics of prehistoric times, who offer nothing but pathetic aphorisms and impotence, while pushing aside younger, more open-minded, focused, and motivated challengers who might just have some legitimate solutions.
Jeffries is actively scrubbing the party of its passion and its raw, genuine passion. He has created a political vacuum, and any physics student will tell you, a vacuum doesn’t stay empty. Eventually, it’ll suck in everything around it with a violent, unpredictable force.
Hakeem Jeffries is no a leader.
He’s no advocate for the the American people.
He is certainly no Democrat.
He is a grifter, stooge and sycophantic toady, who’s currently facilitating the transfer of money and bombs that will be used to prolong genocide.
So, if the massacre and suffering of innocent people, the majority being women and children, is your kink, Hakeem Jeffries is your guy.
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