Thursday, March 14, 2019

His Name Is Robert Francis

Former Rep. Robert Francis “Hit & Run” O’Rourke (D-TX) has officially announced his candidacy for president in 2020.

In his announcement video he said, “This is a defining moment of truth for this country and for every single one of us. The challenges that we face right now, the interconnected crises in our economy, our democracy and our climate have never been greater.”

While challenging Ted Cruz for a seat in the U.S. Senate, O'Rourke insisted that he had no interest in running for president, vowing to quietly return to El Paso should he lose.

During the campaign he espoused an unapologetically liberal vision including advocating for President Trump’s impeachment, championing universal health care, gun control, decriminalization of weed and “relaxed” immigration policies.

Beto drives like a Kennedy and steals like a Clinton.

Jim Geraghty noted in National Review, “Not just the DUI, but his private-sector development career that used eminent domain and gentrified poor Latino neighborhoods and marrying into a billionaire’s family. The image celebrated in these gushing profiles doesn’t match the reality. He was never in the military but talked about veterans’ issues so much that some people think he was. He’s not Latino, but his ‘rise fuels hope for Latino Democrats.’ He’s the outsider who was in elected office from 2005 to 2018. He’s the modest everyman with a net worth of $9 million. He’s a boarding-school-attending son of a judge who escaped serious consequence for not just the DUI but also burglary charges.”

“Is Beto O’Rourke’s skateboarding ‘cool’? Or does a 46-year-old aspiring commander-in-chief look silly doing it in the parking lot of a Whataburger? Does wearing a pig mask and onesie while playing guitar onstage in 2003 at age 31 reflect O’Rourke’s creative, artistic, rebellious spirit? Or does he just look like a guy who really wanted to be a rock star, and is settling for being a political rock star?”

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