I could say a million things about this woman, starting with “I knew this day would come.” The day, that is, when the smugly ignorant, gravity-distortingly solipsistic Millennials would finally take the reins. AOC is every stupid, lazy, narcissistic college girl I’ve ever met, which is to say, every single American girl I’ve met under the age of 50. And remember, I have met a LOT of college girls. In many cases, I met them when they were in college, and ran into them again years or decades later. They were exactly the same. The real world just bounces off them. That bitch armor’s too strong for blasters.
I could say all that (for about the zillionth time), but what’s the point? By now you either believe me or you don’t, that she’s the Left’s Donald Trump — a clown show that no one could possibly take seriously, a goofy vanity candidate that doesn’t have a chance in hell … until she’s sitting in the White House. Instead, I’ll just lament our lack of Classical education. She’s a goof with donkey chompers whose presence in the legislative chamber is an insult to the very concept of responsible government … and nobody has busted out an Incitatus allusion? It even rolls off the tongue: Incitatus Ocasio-Cortez. For shame.
Then again, “IOC” suggests the International Olympic Committee, an organization so venal, so corrupt, so unrepentant about its corrupt venality, that it makes Congress look like the Salvation Army.