Odds against being the nominee: 5 to 1.
Elizabeth Warren.Back in June 2018, when Kimberly Guilfoyle, my girlfriend, was a host on The Five on Fox, she and the other hosts took a 23andMe DNA test. They did it in response to the Warren heritage controversy. If you haven’t seen her—and if you haven’t, you must have been locked in a fallout shelter somewhere—Kimberly is beautiful, a perfect combination of dark Irish and Puerto Rican princess. When her test came back, those ancestries dominated her results. There was, however, a little surprise. When I heard about the results, I immediately opened my Twitter account and proposed a wager with Senator Warren: ten grand to her favorite Native American charity if she could prove she was more Native American than my girlfriend. We never heard back from her. Too bad. It would’ve been the easiest $10,000 donation I ever made. Kimberly is 6.1 percent Native American. And Pocahontas? Well, she’s got essentially no percent.
Shortly afterward, I took Kimberly to the annual Fourth of July party at the White House, along with our friends Sergio Gor, Andy Surabian and Arthur Schwartz.
I wanted to go because I could join my father in thanking the troops and their families who would be gathered on the lawn of the White House. I always enjoy speaking with our troops, real Americans who have given so much and have sometimes been forgotten in the perpetual wars of the Middle East. Some of the biggest heroes I have met over the last 4 years include the bravest soldiers who fought for this nation, patriots like John Wayne Walding, Rob O’Neill and Marcus Luttrell. After shaking hands and posing for photos, we found ourselves in the diplomatic room inside the White House, enjoying a quite moment and some air conditioning from the blistering heat; we were soon joined by President Trump and the First lady.
Not surprisingly, in a room full of politicos—the topic soon turned to politics, including the looming Supreme Court nomination. Not one to keep quiet about big news, Kimberly decided to share with the room that she had just gotten back her DNA results which turned out to show she was not just that Irish and Puerto Rican, but also 6.1% Native American, part African and even part Ashkanazi Jewish.
My father listened attentively and we soon changed topics, but it was only a few days later that he was campaigning for Matt Rosendale in Montana and also challenged Elizabeth Warren to a DNA test! Not one to be outdone, he significantly increased the ante—to one million dollars. If she took the DNA test and proved she was part Native American, my father would donate that money to a charity of her choice.
So what’s the big deal about her DNA lie? Well, first, besides looking really stupid promoting herself as a minority, it’s a despicable thing to do. She said the subject hadn’t come up when she applied for a job at Harvard. Really? Then why, I wonder, did the university boast that it had a Native American professor? It went as far as describing her as a person of color in the Fordham Law Review . Wonder how they explained the blond hair?
Look, ask yourself this: If Warren has no problem being a fake American Indian, why would she have a problem faking anything else: her diplomas, grades, age, the list can go on forever. And what about the people who applied for the Harvard job and didn’t get it because they told the truth? To this day, she denies that she got any benefit from doing so. In my opinion, that makes what she did much worse.
It’s bad enough that she’s an admitted liar without a conscience, but she’s also as smug as you can be about it. Even her so-called apology at a presidential forum lately was little more than a campaign stop.
In the last presidential election, voters despised the way Hillary talked down to them. She came across as though she felt she was better than the people whose votes she wanted. Elizabeth Warren is ten times worse; at least Hillary wasn’t literally a Harvard professor. Warren talks to people as if they’re the dumb kids in her class. Yes, she has some actual policy plans, at least compared to the rest of the Democrats, but she might as well be talking about nuclear fission. And when she tries to put on the “regular Jane” routine, what happens? Well, if you haven’t seen it, google “Warren beer video.” Her “impromptu” announcement speech on Instagram is hilarious. I’ve seen better acting in grammar school plays. By the way, Elizabeth, why’d you take the label off the beer? They wouldn’t give you product placement money?
As I’ve said often throughout this book, I’m not a political strategist. I don’t aspire to be one, either. But still, I have to wonder who on the Warren campaign thought it would be a good idea to take the DNA test results proving she was maybe 1/1024th Native American and spin it as a victory. But I do know that whoever’s idea it was, Warren herself had to approve it. At best, this shows a serious lack of judgment. At worst, it shows total incompetence.
Still, at least at this writing, there’s an outside chance that Warren will be the Democratic nominee. The way the Democratic Party is lurching toward socialism, I wouldn’t be surprised.
Odds against being the nominee: 5 to 1.
Kamala Harris.Up to now, she’s grabbed the spotlight in the debates exactly once, when she accused Joe Biden of being a supporter of racists (which I have, too, often) and against busing to desegregate public schools back in the 1970s. I’ll give her this, she set up Biden perfectly. If you remember, she told a story about a little girl in California who rode one of the first desegregation buses. When she dropped the hammer with the line “That little girl was me,” Joe’s reaction was priceless—as though someone had just told him his zipper had been open for the last thirty years. Unlike Elizabeth Warren’s inauthentic beer video, Harris’s words came across as an earnest, off-the-cuff attack against someone who had really hurt her feelings. But it wasn’t. According to people inside the campaign, the Harris team worked on scripting those few sentences for months, making sure the optics and the delivery were pitch perfect. That whole speech was about as sincere as a singing e-card.
What isn’t funny is her record as California’s attorney general. She supported her state’s draconian “three strikes” law, which, according to the Justice Policy Institute, sent black people to jail at a rate twelve times as high as whites. Many of those people were nonviolent, even petty criminals. A whole generation of black men and women were sent to jail while Kamala Harris was in charge.
Meanwhile, it’s my father who’s getting criminal justice reform passed. In December 2018, he signed the First Step Act, which rolls back harsh drug sentencing and allows for alternatives to prison such as treatment for opioid addicts and work-release programs. The bill passed Congress with overwhelmingly bipartisan support. That’s how you change things in Washington.
Odds against being the nominee: 15 to 1.
Mayor Pete.Look, I have nothing against Mayor Pete. He seems like a genuinely nice guy, but the optics are all wrong. He’s just done nothing to merit this kind of job. Even his own constituents have no idea what he’s done. Also, that no-jacket thing? What’s going on there? On my friend Representative Jim Jordan, the no-jacket, shirtsleeve look works. Jim comes across as just what he is, a no-bullshit straight shooter, because that’s just what he is. But on Pete, it makes him look lost, as though his mom forgot to put his pudding in his lunch box. Pete’s just not ready for prime time yet. Maybe in a couple of cycles, but not now. Besides, he’s got enough going on in the small city he runs. If he can’t manage the police and the racial discord in South Bend, Indiana, how the heck is he supposed to run the country? His town is rated a whopping 301st among the United States’ largest cities. If you can’t run a city that’s not even in the top three hundred, how are you going to run the world’s largest economy? He’s the second-to-worst mayor in the United States. Who’s the worst? Keep reading and you’ll find out.
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