Welp, the final month of any presidential race is the time when losing Democrat candidates bring out what their boosters in the propaganda media love to refer to as the “big guns,” and “heavy hitters” in their party of choice. Kamala Harris and every other Democrat paying attention knows her campaign is flagging, dropping back behind Donald Trump in the key battleground states and maybe even the national popular vote as more and more Americans become acquainted with Dear Kamala and realize that, like New Coke 40 years ago, they just don’t much care for her.
It’s a matter of taste.
Anyway, Dear Kamala understands she’s in big trouble now, and it is mainly because of her own doing. She can’t speak to the issues because she doesn’t know them; she can’t speak extemporaneously because she’s too lazy to study up and learn this stuff, and it’s too late now to change that; she has a personality and cackle that is a turnoff to an overwhelming majority of people; and her staff appears to be as helpless and hapless as she is.
So, what does she do? Why, she calls her benefactor who no doubt worked behind the scenes to set her up for this run, Barack Hussein Obama His Own Self, to fly up to Pittsburgh, of all places, on a carbon spewing private jet to give a pep talk to her down-in-the-mouth staffers and then speak at a fundraising rally.