Kama-lame Harris

The word from this weekend is that Kama-lame is “thinking.” Like many 2028 hopefuls, she answered “present” when Al Sharpton called. This was his summit for would-be presidents who gathered in New York City for the purpose of shmoozing up donors. Because Sharpton commands a kind of vestigial populism, this was also an opportunity to speechify to the crowds.

To his credit, Sharpton no longer loses it in public. He had temperate things to say about everyone, including corporate behemoths like Governor Pritzker and likely losers like Pete Buttigieg. I was pleased to see that he was temperately enthusiastic about Kentucky Governor Andy Beshear. As someone who is beginning to love that guy, I’m ready to hold hands with Sharpton on Beshear’s candidacy. Can he de-fang the snarling J.D. Vance in debate? Time will tell, but he will more likely face Rubio. He has the rare gift of palatability to a blue color electorate and speaks fluent Affordability and Health Care for Everyone. If he can get us out of Iran, so much the better.

Kama-lame Harris? Not so much. Sharpton said, with barely a flicker of excitement, that she was an eyelash away from a decision about running. I’m more excited about persuading my wife, Alice, that we don’t have to support the gefilte fish industry. Rev. Al Sharpton seems to know what I know (?!): at the moment Kama-lame should be writing editorials, standing at the podium with Governor Shapiro, and fulminating about gas prices and other measures of affordability, she is busy deciding against political risk.

I know I say this every time the issue comes up, but fleeing from risk doesn’t cut it for me. She needs to be denouncing Trump for his blasphemous dementia, his incoherent war, the depravity of his cabinet members, and diplomacy-by-plutocrat. Are Kushner and Witkoff the best we can do? Is J.D. Vance, traitor to Appalachia and racist fanboy of deportation, even a particle better against the steely Iranians? History has handed Kama-lame Harris a baker’s dozen of weapons to wield against Drumpf. Yet she holds them in her hands like tubes of lipstick.

I’ll take Elizabeth Warren any time. How about Amy Klobuchar or Abigail Spanberger? I want to see a Democratic candidate swaggering down Main Street, throwing off sparks and igniting voters. Kama-lame Harris is a listless also-ran. Let’s hope she leaves the election to a fitter fighter.