Thursday, August 22, 2019

Inslee Bites The Dust

Since launching his campaign in March, Washington Governor Jay Inslee drew accolades from tree-hugging radicals and fellow Democrat presidential candidates who publicly supported the buck-toothed, big-boobed Bronx Bolshevik bartender’s Green New Deal for his ambitious plans to combat climate change.

Though likely Democrat voters have named the climate crisis among their top issues, Inslee and his proposals never garnered support on the campaign trail.

On Monday, Inslee’s campaign celebrated his amassing of 130,000 separate donors, surpassing a threshold set by the DNC to qualify for the third televised debate in September. But he was never close to the DNC’s other threshold — 2% support in early polls. He didn’t reach the mark in any poll and his polling average hovered just barely above zero.

On Wednesday morning, Inslee released the sixth plank of his comprehensive plan to combat climate change and transform the national economy. Just 12 hours later, he announced he was done on MSNBC’s Rachel Maddow show.  He said during the interview it had become clear to him he had no path to his party’s nomination.

"It's become clear that I'm not going to be carrying the ball.  I'm not going to be the president, so I'm withdrawing tonight from the race."

Inslee also said, “There are other avenues for me to be very effective at pushing the climate change message.”

Sure, you can, Jay.  It’s so easy a caveman can do it.  Why don’t you give Al Gore a ringy-dingy?  You can become ManBearPig, Jr. and become a trillionaire with a carbon footprint the size of Godzilla’s.

Gore’s home in the toney Belle Meade section of Music City, TN  guzzles more electricity in one year than the average American family uses in 21 years. Twenty-one YEARS.

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