Tim Walz: Joker Clown

America may be getting two for price of one with Minnesota Governor Tim Walz: a joker and a clown.

Walz does bear a striking resemblance to run-of-the-mill clowns—with his pasty whiteness, paunchy rotundity, creeping baldness, and sly grin—but this outward appearance is fitting cover for his more sinister inclinations, better represented by the Joker of Batman lore. In recent public appearances alongside the shiny pant-suited Kamala Harris, Walz seems to bark and clap like a trained seal—raising his fins high in the air and then pointing at his running mate, the crowned Brahmin elitist and fellow democratic socialist. It is all about her, not me, he moans. But don’t buy it.

Woke Tim Walz isn’t just “weird,” to use his own formulation—he is an outright danger to America and everything it stands for. His inclusion on the Democratic ticket would be riotously funny were the threat not so serious.

Walz is as quacky as they get; an imposter; a charlatan, a mountebank. One is tempted to ask whether Americans could ever allow someone like him anywhere near power, let alone nuclear weapons. Won’t they immediately see through this horrible charlatan of a man, a demonstrably Manchurian candidate?

A charlatan of course, is a person who makes elaborate, fraudulent, and often voluble claims to skill or knowledge, in other words, a positive quack or an utter fraud. Walz is all of that as he prattles on endlessly in his own favor and makes unwarrantable pretensions to grandeur.

Perhaps, the best literary example of the charlatan appeared in Chaucer’s, Canterbury Tales story of “The Pardoner’s Tale.” The Pardoner practices the exact opposite of what he preaches: Although he has just argued that greed is the root of all evils and that lying is terrible, he himself attempts to swindle the company, and the knight is left to restore social order. Americans might be forgiven for comparing their situation in relationship to the Democratic Party with that of those in the Pardoner’s company.

Another more American version of this storyline is that of the 19th-century medicine salesman, who has long since left town by the time the people who bought his “snake oil” realize there was no truth to his scam. They are miffed upon realizing they’ve been taken. 

“Tampon Tim,” as he is now so infamously called, mandated tampons be put in little boys’ bathrooms in his state. Walz permitted undocumented immigrants, those we used to call “illegal aliens,” the right to obtain driver’s licenses in Minnesota. He is recorded saying he would invest in “30-foot ladder factories” so more can jump across Trump’s wall.

Walz also allowed abortion up to and just after birth and encouraged gender-changing surgery on youths without parental permission. He allowed Minneapolis to burn after the BLM-Floyd riots. He ran an otherwise nice state into the ground financially, saw droves and droves of residents move away, raised state taxes and regulations repeatedly.

He believes, radically and ideologically believes, that the government knows best and should run your life. As governor, Walz enforced, complete with a snitching regime that would have made Communist East Germany proud, the most absurd mandates during the COVID fiasco. Walz made the mistake of sending many of the elderly COVID sick back to senior living facilities, where 81 percent of his state’s COVID deaths occurred. He wasted massive amounts of funding and put the state budget, which once had a surplus, into a deep deficit. In short, he made the state he governed a living hell. He has few to no accomplishments, except for a badge and endorsements from Planned Parenthood.

Beating his chest, the crazy Democrat calls himself a prairie socialist. Walz was endorsed in every election in which he has been a candidate by the Democratic Socialists, the radical progressive wing now taking over what used to be a normal liberal centrist political party. His closest buddy in Minnesota politics is Rep. Ilhan Omar, the jihadist, Jew-hating and America-hating Somali immigrant who represents Minnesotans in Congress. It has now been made public that he contributed money to an organization run by the controversial Muslim cleric Imam Asad Zaman, who praised Hitler and Hamas. Walz even invited Zaman to speak at his gubernatorial inauguration.

All this is why Walz appealed so much to Harris: he is a full-throated progressive socialist, and she is banking that America is willing to have a committed socialist just like her at the helm.

In terms of character, Walz has falsely claimed a military rank he did not have and cowardly resigned his command when his Army National Guard unit was called up to go and fight in Iraq. His website and campaign material and numerous televised interviews show him lying about his own military record. He was never in a war.

Another stranger than fiction fact about Walz is his 30-year love affair with the Communist Chinese. He went there on a cultural exchange and fell in love with both his future wife and Maoism. Walz was so enamored with the totalitarian country that he got engaged there on the very date of the Tiananmen Square massacre. Tim Walz and Crazy Bernie Sanders have brought back the mystique of destination weddings, in commie style!

Walz returned annually to Beijing with groups of his innocent high school students to indoctrinate them. Tapes of Walz fumbling to try and speak Mandarin and praise the CCP are all over the Internet. Never registered under the Foreign Agents Act, Walz has been an apologist for America’s biggest adversary for decades.

Walz, we discover loathes capitalism. He has few investments or savings and is relying instead on government pensions. He never ran or started a business, but he wants to be the one to arrange government control over the economy. He promotes extreme tax measures. He has said, and insists rather loudly, that all fossil fuel be gone by 2040, with no fracking or exploration whatsoever.

As Tim Walz accepted the nomination of his party at the Democratic National Convention on Wednesday, he played up his stint as “coach.” He trashed Trump, of course, and J. D. Vance (for going to Yale!) while making no mention of how he turned his home state into another California. He did not shy away from aggressive progressivism but continued to lie both about his own resume and the established facts of the Trump years. It turns out the braggart was not the head coach of a state championship high school football team but its unpaid defensive coordinator. He lost a previous coaching job when he got a DUI . Dang, he lies about everything.

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