Today, after staying on Jon Ossoff’s email list for eight years, I finally hit unsubscribe. This is my Dear Jon letter, and in some ways, the moment I will really be saying goodbye to the Democratic Party once and for all.
I will admit I held on too long with Ossoff. Try as I might over the past six years since leaving the party to extricate myself from their relentless email machine, I didn’t mind when Ossoff’s emails flew into my mailbox.
In 2017, I saw in Ossoff what the Democrats needed as they tried to find their next Obama stand-in. He fit the bill perfectly. I also liked how he didn’t seem to buy into the party's increasingly crazy extremes but was comfortably moderate, at least for a time.
My record with Federal political donations tells the tale.
If anyone looks at my record, they’ll see I continued donating to ActBlue through 2025. Except that I didn’t. I just didn’t realize they were charging me all that time. That’s how relentless they are and how stupid I am.
The Glow-Up
Before the expensive makeup, strategic lighting and tight shirts, Ossoff looked like what Steve Bannon would call a “pencil-necked geek.” He was too skinny, even if he was an Obama clone. He seemed too good, too clean for dirty politics back then.
I fell for the lie that Ossoff really was a self-made man, a “filmmaker who turned to politics,” per this Wall Street Journal video.
He is hardly self-made. More like a hot house flower.
Ossoff grew up in a political household. Both parents were heavily involved in politics. At just 19, he began working on Capitol Hill for Rep. Hank Johnson while attending Georgetown’s School of Foreign Service and continued working for him until 2012.
His email list was mostly the kind of thing you’d get in the old days of the Democratic Party, the kind of thing you’d expect from the Obama clone factory.
But that isn’t really where Ossoff is now in his political career. He is determined not to go down as a squeaky-clean beta male. No, Ossoff has gotten SWOLE. He appears to have brought in a team to fix the look to be camera-ready. The makeup, the hair, the dimples. Ossoff finally looks the part. He can do alpha.
All of a sudden, he’s the guy everyone is talking about. He’s the guy who is suddenly the hottie on tap. True, he’s Jewish, and that’s a problem for the Democrats, but no one really talks about that. Instead, they’re selling the matinee idol on TikTok.
The truth is, I didn’t think about Jon Ossoff much until he went viral for channeling his inner sexist in a desperate bid to get attention and rise to the top of the pile.
And it worked. He went viral! He’s in the headlines now, and everyone knows his name.
But this version of Jon Ossoff will never be president. He’s abandoned what made him exceptional in the first place, his decency and his goodness. The sharks demanded flesh and blood, and he gave it to them, but it will come at a cost.
One of the main reasons Democrats have failed for the past ten years to gain any purchase in this country has been their obsessive fixation on Trump, which is pretty much all Ossoff is doing.
It’s a race to the bottom to see who can out-Trump Trump, to be more confrontational, more bullying, more vulgar, and tougher. They believe this will solve their “man problem,” and who knows, maybe it will. I look at Ossoff now, and I don’t see someone tough or brave. I see a coward.
Ossoff, like James Talarico and almost every Democrat, is now leaning into the party's extremes. Because of course he is. He has to. In his viral speech in Atlanta, he referenced his daughters and said they will ask him one day how he let things get so bad, and, in the same sentence, dismiss the concerns of little girls and women in sports.
Guess what, Jon: thousands of little girls will one day ask you why you let it happen, why you allowed so many of them to believe they should amputate their breasts when they could not consent. They will look to you, Jon.
You will have to tell them why you pretended biological males had no advantage in sports because you were too cowardly to stand up to your own party.
I once thought Ossoff was a good man. Now I see him as a desperate man, no different from any other Democrat, so much so that he’s given himself over to what has become an uncontrollable fetish on the Left to dehumanize Donald Trump and his supporters.
They slut-shamed Melania’s modeling photos, splashing them all over social media. They suggested Trump was having an affair with his own daughter. They took a bath in Karoline Leavitt’s Vanity Fair photos, which splashed all over TikTok and led to her being called KKKaroline.
They mocked Kellyanne Conway’s age and her face, and Sarah Huckabee Sanders’ makeup. It’s grotesque and repulsive, but it is typical and ongoing.
Even now, Rosie O’Donnell is out there on primetime television calling Trump a “serial pedophile and rapist.” It doesn’t matter if it’s true. It only matters if it happened in their imagination.
They spent whole seasons giggling about the particulars of the Stormy Daniels affair, and they were willing to forgive lusty E. Jean Carroll’s sexy talk at Anderson Cooper and envision instead a ridiculous, implausible, violent rape incident that most likely never happened.
They call Trump a rapist so they can kill him.
They call him a racist so they can kill him.
They call him a fascist so they can kill him.
They call him a pedophile so they can kill him.
They just want to kill him, and every day the hungry beast must be fed.
Before you say “But Trump says…” there’s a difference. No one on the Right, least of all Trump, pretends to be morally superior to the other half of the country as they have on the Left. There are no death fantasies. They don’t go “no contact.” They don’t destroy your career if you even so much as like a post by the other side.
The price of admission in their world is that you have to want Trump dead too. You must forsake him, and then they will welcome you with open arms. That’s who they are and what they’ve become and why I could not and will never be a part of that world anymore.
Now, Ossoff has become one of them.
The party of women knows destroying a woman like Natalie Harp isn’t a good look, because she is sympathetic. She’s a homeschooled bone cancer survivor whose father committed suicide. And Ossoff, to paraphrase Aaron Sorkin, gets on television and calls her a whore.
And that, more than anything, defines the men of the Left, too. They can’t stand up to those crazy, crazy women. They have no real courage to stand up to the extremists either. They know they are muzzled and must do as they’re told.
Cowardly beta males like musician Bill Madden, a keyboard warrior whose fingers tingle every day when he has the chance to say the worst things he can as long as it’s aimed at women on the Right.
It kind of helps to see what he really looks like, just a fading nobody clinging to his youth.
This quote is on his Wikipedia: “… when it comes to inequality, historically, no group of people has been discriminated against more than women. Men have been fucking up the world for thousands of years. It’s time we give more women a chance to lead.”
Oh really? I guess you have to say which women, eh Bill? Not all of them.
It’s possible the Democrats overplayed their hand and have realized the Natalie Harp story is not a win for them. You can see them now reeling it in, trying to say Trump amplified it as a distraction because it makes the Democrats look bad. Oh no, my friends, you did that all on your own.
The problem is that where there is chum in the water, there are hungry sharks. The lower the Democrats go, like Jennifer Welch and Hasan Piker, the more the candidates seeking office must feed the hungry beasts.
The Party of Crazy, Crazy Women
They might think the Great Feminization has made society better, but it has left them like a women’s prison, or stranded on a desert island with the only men in sight being the weak, flaccid, pandering, ineffectual men of the Left. And that has left the women, shall we say, a bit unhinged.
Can you blame the women stuck on that island for losing their minds when they saw Zohran Mamdani’s TikToks?
Most of what he does now seems directly related to how much women on TikTok will swoon over him. Parents’ night out? Free helmets? Doxing millionaires? Free groceries? Rent freeze!
Abdul El-Sayed is following the same sales pitch of aiming his TikTok videos at the young ladies, flexing his muscles and waving his backside at the camera in a way no white man could ever get away with, certainly not while positioning themselves as a sexy “Daddy” figure.
They don’t just want sexy back; they also want to be the party of fun and are working on a TikTok rebrand.
The problem is that the base of the Democratic Party, mostly white women, are nuttier than a five-pound fruitcake. We found out just how nutty this past week as a movement began to form in support of child murderer Lindsay Clancy.
There they were again, those crazy, crazy women showcasing their pathology on TikTok. They weren’t shaving their heads this time or wearing blue bracelets. They were elevating Lindsay Clancy as the victim, even after she confessed to strangling the life out of her three kids.
These are the kinds of lunatics whose votes Jon Ossoff needs. And that is why he has finally given them exactly what they want.
The irony of all of this is Natalie Harp was hurled into the arena for unending mockery, slut-shaming, and fantasies. Doesn’t she count as a woman, too? Isn’t she worthy of support?
A Feeding Frenzy
The media was all too ready to devour the bloody chum Ossoff threw into the water. It’s just that, as with everything they do, it’s not real. It’s fake news.
There is no bottom when it comes to how they report on Donald Trump and especially the women who surround him.
But some of the lows have been extraordinary, like dragging out Harp’s wayward, socialist hippie brother to exploit the tragedy of their falling out after the death of their father. It doesn’t get much darker than that. Or more desperate.
Here is Larry O’Connor on Townhall:
O’Connor again with Mark Halperin and Kevin Walling on Next Up:
Scott Jennings had no trouble setting the record straight.
Ossoff’s sleazy attack on Harp reveals his biggest weakness. He wants it too bad, and he sold himself out. And maybe that makes him ready to be the democratic nominee.
Want those big donations? Trash women, trash working-class voters, dehumanize your fellow Americans. Sell women and girls down the river. Pander to the extremists. Smear the character of a young woman like Natalie Harp just to go viral, just to please the unhinged women on the Left who don’t even know what a woman is.
For his part, Trump flicked Ossoff away like a speck of dust on his suit, calling him Pee Wee Herman. And if we know one thing about Donald Trump, once you get hit with a nickname, it sticks.
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