Kamala Whacko, Part 2
(This article is Part-12 in a series on US Election Campaign Season; for Part-13, go here; for Part-11, go here.)
(This article is Part-2 in a series on Kamala Harris; for Part-3, go here; for Part-1, go here.)
When Kamala is in town, the circus is in town. The big shining smile, glitter, joy of celebrity-hood, hobnobbing with the upper crust, happiness, laughter, and all that crap.
But as you might expect, among her assistants (inferiors) she’s a bitter pill to swallow. (You can read details here1.)
How about this? In her first three years as Vice-President, she had a staff attrition rate of 92%. Fired or quit.
Boom.
One claim by her juniors: she was a bully, and she wouldn’t put in the work.
This fits with what I wrote in Part 1. She doesn’t want to work. That’s not part of her profile. She wants to reap admiration and praise for just…being there.
It’s all show and no substance. In that situation, the star always blames her worker bees. It’s their fault. They’re the problem. They’re incompetent. They’re losers.
If she’s doing coke or smoking prodigious quantities of weed, that’s not only normal, it’s necessary, to cope with the wretched performance of her underlings, who are dragging her down. Off with their heads.
“I’m the Queen. Serve me.”
Let your imagination play with how that would turn out, if Kamala actually became US President.
She would be a Hillary, but without the smarts and the experience.
Run for the hills.
Hell, Kamala might run for the hills, once she gets a real taste of the Presidential workload and the complexity of devious lying required in that job.
On a random Tuesday, she might wake up in the White House residence and think, “Why am I torturing myself with this gig? I wasn’t born to pay this price for being a high-class party girl who just wants to have fun.”
And she’d quit. Just like that.