In Praise of G-d and of His Agent for Change — Kamala Harris
I was among the first — maybe the first — to publish in a serious journal (this one) exactly who and what Kamala Harris is. It is documented — Aug. 12, 2020, Kamala the Mattress.
Rush Limbaugh, of blessed memory, loved the piece. Unbelievably, Rush read the entire The American Spectator article live on his radio show. That set off Media Matters. It became a huge scandal: How dare Rush and anyone else (i.e., me) convey publicly that Kamala Harris had not risen to the U.S. Senate solely by virtue of her brilliant mind, the power of her charisma, the insightful clarity of her thinking, or her discernment? Harris slept her way to the top? Only a racist focused on her skin color and a misogynist focused on her gender could have seen mediocrity in this shining example of the American Dream.
The dean of the law school, where I had taught successfully for almost twenty years, called me and reported that two professors (woke Jewish leftists of course) had seen the Media Matters report and wanted me fired. (They read Media Matters otherwise they never would have seen the original in The American Spectator because they did not read anything like it, nor listened to Rush.) They wanted me fired! I had been teaching there for almost twenty years, had won faculty teaching awards, and demonstrably had been one of the two or three most popular professors at the law school for nigh on two decades. That could be evidenced because, as a conservative MAGA professor in an extremely woke law school with its own “Black Lives Matter” web page, I knew in advance to document my standing over the years. Therefore, I saved every term’s Student Evaluations report — nearly 40 of them. I saved every positive email any student ever sent me to praise me for changing their lives or impacting them more than any other professor they had ever encountered — more than 2,000 letters.
And now I was being threatened for a single article I had published in The American Spectator which Rush Limbaugh had read to his audience. Threatened with “cancellation” by two secular Jewish woke radical professors and their spineless dean for telling the simple truth before most anyone else dared put it into print. The truth that Kamala Harris is a zero, a nothing, who slept her way into political life by cavorting openly, brazenly, and notoriously with Willie Brown, a married Democrat California state power broker half a century older than her. He planted her in high-paying government jobs that required little or no skill. He posed with her at soirees, him in tuxedoes, her wearing very scantily designed evening attire, and both of them holding champagne glasses. As reported in the Orange County Register:
Right before Brown was sworn in as Mayor of San Francisco, legendary San Francisco columnist Herb Caen implied that the self described “Ayatollah of the Assembly” and “a girlfriend” would soon get married. In his book, Basic Brown, Brown quoted his wife Blanche as responding to the column by saying, “Listen, she may have him at the moment, but come inauguration day and he’s up there on the platform being sworn in, I’ll be the b***h holding the Bible.”
Once Willie Brown set her up as the Chosen One within the California Democrat party, Kamala Harris had no problem rising to become San Francisco’s district attorney, California’s attorney general, and the Democrat nominee for U.S. senator in a one-party state. The party nomination was the election. And, as later happened when Joe Biden named her his President of Vice, all she needed was to be Willie Brown approved and DEI-eligible to rise. Others paved her path for her. It was true then. It is true now. It will be true tomorrow. She can read pre-scripted text, but she cannot think extemporaneously. For her epitaph, perhaps her own famous words will describe her best: “Not a Thing Comes to Mind.”
When the law school dean phoned me to describe the pressure the two woke, extreme leftist, Jewish professors were putting on him to fire Orthodox me — to cancel me — the moment was surreal. My beloved wife of twenty years, Ellen of blessed memory, had just died of cancer a month earlier. I have written about my extraordinary relationship with and love for Ellen here and here. During the phone call, I mentioned en passant to the dean that my wife had just died a month ago. The whole wide world — even 100-year-old Nazi war criminals hiding in Argentina — responds to that comment with the words “I am sorry for your loss.” Right? Well, he did not. When one of the two extreme, woke, radical left, Jewish professors wrote me a nasty email calling me a racist, misogynist, and all, I responded inter alia that my wife had just died. Same. The Virtue Signalers exposed their character.
So, I consulted with four people I deeply respect as I planned my next step — two former federal appeals court circuit judges, our own Melissa Mackenzie, and the world’s Numero Uno Very Best in the Whole World employment law attorney. We each talked it out and I came to my decision. Twenty years earlier, I had begun teaching law partly for the experience and partly for the money. I now had enough experience as a law professor of twenty years, as a rabbi of 30-plus years, and all the rest, that I no longer needed the experience.
The money also mattered to me more twenty years earlier than it did after all those ensuing years practicing high-stakes litigation at major law firms. My wife, Ellen of blessed memory had just been called back to Paradise, and I was focused on grieving. (Still am.) She always had accompanied me in the car for the 90-minute drive to law school and the 90 minutes back, but she no longer would be there with me. Moreover, I was in the process of dying with last-stage interstitial lung disease in 2020 — the Year of COVID — and I had no business trying to lecture for four hours each Wednesday night anyway, whether in person or on Zoom. And finally, the law school had been taken over by the likes of Black Lives Matter (and more recently, as it emerges, by anti-Semitism). So I decided just to submit my resignation.
For weeks thereafter, I received hundreds of emails from students who had studied with me and from others who were planning to, asking what had happened. I truthfully explained that the love of my life had just passed away, so was reconsidering my life’s priorities.
Within 24 hours of submitting my resignation, a righteous Christian I had never met phoned to tell me that, as an insider who had donated millions to the law school, he had heard what had happened. Accordingly, he had spoken to the dean of the law school and then to the dean of the entire university. He called to tell me that, after he heard what they had to say, he decided to cancel his plans to donate another million dollars to the law school or any further millions. I was blown away. There really are righteous people out there. The deans begged him for months after but he stood fast.
So I go back with Kamala Harris for four years. I said it then, repeatedly in years following, I say it now: She is a zero, incapable of thinking, better at sleeping (whether sober or inebriated), and unworthy ever to have been a state attorney general, a U.S. senator, a vice president, or a presidential candidate. She rode a wave that she and her boosters regarded as good luck, a charmed life, or even a path of achievement that her woke extreme-left supporters believed she was worthy of.
I am different. I am an Orthodox Jew. Those who are members of my congregation or who learn with me on Zoom or via my posted YouTube classes know that I view everything that unfolds as part of a Divine Plan. Sometimes I think I discern a purpose. Often I admit that I cannot yet connect the dots, but I always emphasize they are His dots. In the Book of Exodus (33:20), G-d tells Moses that His plan — His face — often cannot be seen (from up close) but only “the back of His head” (from afar), i.e. years later as all the pieces finally come together. In my YouTube on the 6 Divine Miracles by which Donald Trump defeated Kamala Harris, I elaborate.
It was Kamala Harris’s purpose in life — and Willie Brown’s — to make possible the election of Donald Trump to become America’s 47th president, save America from the decade-plus Obama poisoning of the United States, and restore the U.S.–Israel alliance in accord with the sympathies of 80 percent of the American population, more than 95 percent of the Republican electorate, and the silent and intimidated majority of Democrat Zionists who quietly despise The Squad and the Arab Muslim street and campus riots, but are too afraid to speak up (except for Sen. John Fetterman and Rep. Ritchie Torres).
MAGA Republicans love Trump, but his election was going to be a hard sell to undecideds, suburban White women, and many others. G-d needed the unelectable Kamala Harris to pave the way for Trump. Her word salads. Her desperate reliance on scripted text to hide her inability to think. The distorted polls convinced her to keep ignoring illegal immigration, inflation, and crime and to focus instead on abortion and convincing Americans that Trump, with his Orthodox Jewish daughter and grandchildren, and his record of support for Israel, is identical to Adolf Hiter. The surveys told her to keep relying on Taylor Swift, Bruce Springsteen, Cardi B, Oprah (endorsed for $1 million), Al Sharpton (for $500,000), Jon Bon Jovi, and Liz Cheney, while Trump was sitting for three hours with Joe Rogan. The Divine Miracle that she named Tim Walz — a yutz who epitomizes “Weird” — instead of Josh Shapiro, and still lost Michigan . . . and Pennsylvania, too. (READ MORE: $1 Billion Raised, $20 Million in Debt, $1 Million for Oprah’s Endorsement)
There are those on the right who want her to now finally disappear. But she must not. She is our Nixon, to be kicked around forever. Jimmy Carter will be dead any minute now, and we need her speaking at future Democrat fundraisers and conventions — or just publishing a simple Zoom reminder of what she really is. Anytime in the future when she tries to go on Zoom and inspire those who voted for her, she presents a reality check that, perhaps even to Willie Brown himself, begs the question: “What was I thinking?”
And a final remembrance. When Israeli Prime Minister Binyamin Netanyahu came to address the Joint Session of Congress, it was Harris’s duty, as president of the U.S. Senate to be there alongside House Speaker Mike Johnson. However, brazenly, she refused to attend, offering the hokey excuse that she had promised to address the sorority at her alma mater, Howard University, and could not disappoint them.
On election night, Harris scheduled her victory speech to take place at her alma mater, Howard University. She promised them she would speak to them. G-d Almig-ty had other plans. She was so shell-shocked when she lost all the swing states and even the popular vote that she melted down and sent word through someone else that despite her promise to appear at Howard, she would not be showing up. Praise G-d.
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