Anoche fue muy aburrido.
Yeah, I’m bilingual. But do you see me showing off?
Wednesday evening, Democratic candidates seeking their party’s nomination for president showed off their Spanish. It wasn’t English, but it was easy to figure out. It’s called pandering. And it was muy loco.
Now try to follow this. It’s in English.
“I don’t believe in reproductive freedom. I believe in reproductive justice,” former Housing and Urban Development Secretary Julian Castro told viewers.
“Oy vey,” as they say in Yiddish
The debate wasn’t about facts. It was about who could out-left each other, which left most Americans out of the conversation.
It sounded like a campus sit-in. All that was missing was the body odor.
The problem wasn’t just the candidates. It was the moderators, who were no different than the candidates. They failed to engage in any moderation.
It was MSNBC interviewing future MSNBC hosts. It wasn’t too challenging.
Instead they were like parents quizzing their own brats at the school spelling bee.
“OK, Billy, the next word is ‘Billy.’ Can you spell your name, Billy? Very good, Billy!”
They just asked the candidates about their ends, never the means, giving them a free ride, on all the free stuff. So they all echoed every left-wing wish in unison — no abortion restrictions, no border enforcement, skyrocketing taxes, punishing evil corporations.
Blah, blah, blah — but sometimes in Spanish.
The result: as President Trump said: “boring.”
Because the left-wing litmus test creates clones. Nothing new. Nothing refreshing. Nothing human. And nothing fun, let alone interesting.
There was no wit, irony or real moments. There was just posturing. Nothing authentic, which you need to beat Trump.
So this event was as serious as a funeral. Maybe because it was. At least the moderates in that party, for now, are dead.
Adapted from Greg Gutfeld’s monologue on “The Five” on June 27, 2019.