Decoding the defenestration of Amber Athey

American Thinker blog post ^ | April 7, 2022 | Rajan Laad

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It all began with a Tweet about Vice President Kamala Harris’s sartorial choices during the State of the Union address

Conservative commentator Amber Athey tweeted the following:

"Kamala looks like a UPS employee — what can brown do for you? Nothing good, apparently."

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What can Brown do for you? Sounds like a triple entendre if there ever was one. A UPS brown uniform, which was the intended interpretation, the color of Kamala’s skin, which is the one that got the woman tossed, and a reference to Willie Brown, which it seems was quite a lot since Kamala is now going to be President.

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Somebody has said that you know who is in charge, or who rules over you, if you aren’t allowed to make jokes or make fun of them.

That is one of my favorite aphorisms: "You'll know who controls the culture by whom you are forbidden to criticize."

Here's another pithy one: "An empty stomach is never a good political advisor."

Or as in the case of far too many Democrats these days, you can replace "stomach" with "skull."

Just my 2¢. Cheers.

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Well that still works for Kamala filling all her holes.

Eew! What a visual. Excuse me whilst I go find my brain bleach. ;-p

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The hosts on WMAL are making it a point to say “Camela looks like a UPS driver” on their shows.

Good for them! WMAL's HR/management weenies can't fire everybody, right? At least, not without shooting themselves in the foot again.

This lock-step loyalty to woke-ism has got to stop. Without push-back the inmates will indeed fully run the asylum.

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Sounds like a triple entendre if there ever was one.

And you know darned well that if the tables were turned and if the roles were reversed (a Leftist tweeted this about a Republican), all the usual suspects would be re-tweeting and otherwise celebrating the original tweet. They'd be utterly gushing with grins, giggles, and guffaws.

The Left likes to dish snark out by the heaping helpings. But they sure squeal like stuck piglets when a well-timed witty barb lands home on one of their sacred cows.

(Yes. I just compared Ever-Cackling Kamala to a cow. A brown bovine, as it were. If anyone is offended, too bad. She climbed the political ladder by getting her start down on her knees. She, and she alone, brought all this gutter-talk and disrespect down upon herself.)