To Prevent a Kamalapocalypse, Wake the Sleeping Giant (Parents)

Election Memo #1

Nuclear Joy incoming.

The last three weeks have delivered some of the most stunning reversals of fortune in American politics. Biden collapses in a debate, Trump survives an assassination, and instantly vaults to a certain landslide victory. Biden is jettisoned like dead weight off a hot air balloon, a new boss steps aboard the Democrat’s ticket, and now Trump is the one losing altitude, at least in certain polls and certainly in the perception of new energy.

It remains to be seen if the Kamala momentum can be sustained and carry her all the way to the finish line. But the last three weeks have sent his supporters from wild elation to grim blackpilling. Victory seemed to snatched from the jaws of defeat, only to have defeat rear its ugly cackling head again.

Kamala Harris’s surprise entry into the presidential race seemed to momentarily stun the GOP. I admit that I fully bought in to the idea that she would be even worse than Biden; that her ridiculous image would be even easier to beat than the Corpse Biden.

After all, the longtime assumption that Kamala Harris was even less popular than Biden was accepted as immutable fact by both the GOP and the Democrats. It was why Obama resisted endorsing her for those fraught first days.

She was considered so unpopular and unelectable that many top Dems were calling for an open convention just a few weeks ago so better candidates could step forward!

But against all odds, Kamala chugged some coconut juice, seized hold of Obama’s collar, and shook him until he coughed up his endorsement. And then she immediately made it essentially a tied race. And so, les jeux son faits!

Coconut chain reaction triggered.

CUE MASS PANIC.

To make matters worse, both Trump and Vance have spent most of the weeks since getting hit by the Kamala rogue wave mostly locked away behind closed doors, fundraising, doing the odd speech here and there. Of course, they need to raise a lot of money fast—Kamala raised over $300 million+ in just a week, in addition to Biden’s $250 million she now controls through some very shady FEC fancy footwork.

That’s a huge pile of dough to spend in two months, even if you are spending it mostly on legions of 23-year old SSRI-addicted campaign brats running on prescription drugs and wine.

Now the DNC convention is upon us. It will be part coronation, part cringe celebration. I sort of can’t believe they are daring to have the parade of supervillains come down from their Fortress of Doom and show their faces on TV. Both Obamas, both Clintons, and the Bidens plan to give speeches.

Imagine thinking those are good people that you want on your side. The mind reels. These are the people who accuse Trump of breaking laws? Of breaking norms? Of subverting democracy?? The sheer gall.

Then, finally, starting around Monday, August 26th, both campaigns will hit the gas and careen full speed to the finish line. To the winner goes the spoils and control of the country for the next generation. The loser gets ruin and prison in Trump’s case, a multi-million dollar cushy job on a speaking tour for Harris.

The election has just started and it’s already almost over. There is no time to lose and not a second to waste. No more time to strategize the best way to attack Kamala Harris without looking like a woman-hating jerk or offending people on our side. That’s what makes it so tricky, and why I already wrote about the need to go after her on policy only. There is no time to hone risky lines of attack. Pummel her with her own record and her own words!

So what is there to do at this late date to stop the Kamalapocalypse from turning the world to ash?

There is one identity group in this country that is so powerful that it could actually swing the election solidly to Trump in time: parents.

Deploy America’s Vice-Parent: J.D. Vance

And here's exactly how he can run on parenting—all the way to victory in November.