Monica Showalter "When two scorpions in a bottle get into a fight, there's plenty of potential for the whole thing to get funny
"So enter Vogue Magazine, and Kamala Harris, with Kamala played for the fool.
"The solidly pro-Democrat media tool took a cover photoshoot of Harris, and in line with standard collaborative media-political practices, agreed upon a photo for the cover issue, something about Kamala in a powder blue suit.
"But Vogue couldn't help itself. After making its agreement with Harris, it ran instead this cover, with Harris looking like a clown in a suit, complete with junky tennis shoes." . . .. . .
The Harris camp, as reported by Ali, is naturally, pretty furious. How could Vogue, which is probably the ultimate media toady, do this to Harris, making her look like a rube in stupid tennis shoes, when she only likes to be portrayed in a certain way? .
. . . "Nobody made Harris pose for that picture the way she did, standing there against pink bedsheets, recalling her political origins as Willie Brown's mistress, and wearing her signature dark pantsuit and pearls, along with inappropriate tennis shoes. She's the one who did it, and probably signed the releases, so tough toenails for her. She actually did dress like that in her few appearances on the campaign trail, so it is what she looked like. But she didn't want to be portrayed that way, she thought it made her look unserious, which of course, it did. She wanted to be portrayed as glamorous, an actress, a power-suit woman with a pretty face - as if the very act of posing for Vogue didn't automatically make her a lightweight. Truly powerful people don't waste time on Vogue photoshoots." . . .
Comma did not escape the notice of Babylon Bee parody:
Kamala Harris Recalls How As A Little Girl She Helped Slaves Escape On The Undewgwound Wailwoad "U.S.—Kamala Harris chuckles as she tells the story. Not the chuckle of an insincere politician making up a story to appeal to her base, but the chuckle of a warm, loving woman. The kind of chuckle you would chuckle while hanging out with your family or locking up non-violent drug offenders for decades.
"She recalled in her interview with The Babylon Bee how as a little girl she helped slaves escape to the North on the "undewgwound railroad." (Did we mention how warm and sincere she was? It was like talking to your best bud).
" 'My parents were pushing me in a stroller," she says, cackling -- no, chuckling -- "and I must have gotten loose somehow." (At the time, there weren't any safety regulations on strollers, so this is not her parents' fault, just to be clear). "Anyway, I wandered away down to the Deep South and began helping slaves get to the free states. When my parents found me years later, they were understandably upset. They said, 'Kamala! What are you doing?!'"
"She chuckled again.
""I replied, 'I'm hewping swaves escape on da undewground wailwoad, mommy!'" Harris then revealed that one of the slaves she helped escape grew up to be none other than Albert Einstein.
"Harris, with her likable laugh and authentic demeanor, went on to tell the story of how she helped "Abwaham Winkon" draft the "Emancipation Pwocwamation" and how she refused to give up her seat on a bus, launching the "Civil wights" movement."
