The big-boobed,
buck-toothed, Bronx Bolshevik bartender has been relentless in her incendiary
claim the U.S. Border Patrol is operating concentration camps along our
southern border. Academics (our elitist
betters) rushed to her defense.
Richard Cohen, writing
at the lefty rag The New York Daily News begged
to differ saying, “No one is being held for political, ideological or
religious reasons. No one is being whipped and made to work until dead from
exhaustion. There is no crematorium, and no one is being crucified upside down
as they were at Buchenwald, where a nearby area was called the ‘singing forest,’
so named for the screams of the dying.”
There are no
concentration camps on the border — only loose and provocative language.
Yesterday a
photographer for the University of Texas at El Paso tweeted out four previously
unpublished photographs of the harpy as she visited the tent city in Tornillo
near El Paso. They were taken in October
2018. The photographer tweeted, “I’m
from La Frontera, so it’s my responsibility to cover and share these important
and historical border stories. How could
I not…”
I’ll never forget this, because it was the moment I saw with my own eyes that the America I love was becoming a nation that steals refugee children from their parents,& caged them.— Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez (@AOC) June 25, 2019
More kids died after this. To date, no one has been held accountable.
We need to save these kids. https://t.co/HhdMqc5zML
It’s easily discernable
these are glam shots; all front-and-center with no trace of terrified migrant
children enduring unforgiving living conditions. She did
visit the area while campaigning for her congressional seat, but not since
then.
AOC was perfectly satisfied
with the manner in which illegal aliens arriving at our border were being
treated by the Obama Administration.
UPDATE: Welcome readers of Bad Blue Uncensored
News. As always, we are grateful to
Doug Ross for linking to this post.
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