Staff Reports
Barack Obama’s rise from obscurity to the Oval Office wasn’t just a political miracle; it was David Plouffe’s masterpiece. Plouffe turned Obama into a household name, unseating seasoned political veterans like Hillary Clinton and ultimately crushing John McCain. But the real kicker is how he maneuvered Joe Biden out of the 2016 race, presumably to spare him an Iowa embarrassment and maybe even throw a bone towards Hillary. Kudos for that move; it took some real political savvy.
But let’s not give Plouffe more credit than he deserves. He wasn’t crafting a Renaissance sculpture; he was stuck trying to mold a formidable political image out of Kamala Harris’s campaign. With a timeline slimmer than a supermodel’s waist, Plouffe had to whip up a winning strategy for Harris against the looming figure of Donald Trump. And yet, like a kid with a time zone homework assignment, even his best efforts fell flat. Blaming Biden for hanging onto power too long might sound righteous to some, but Plouffe’s real blunder was having Kamala at the helm to begin with.
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Fox News analyst Joe Concha didn’t hold back on his assessment. He shredded Plouffe’s strategy like a bad screenplay, pointing out that skipping major events, snubbing influential voices like Joe Rogan, cozying up to adversaries, and picking Tim Walz as Harris’s sidekick were all disastrous calls. But what intrigues me more is Concha’s omission. The options before Plouffe were unpalatable, but arguably the less bitter taste of defeat was opting for lesser evils. Imagine Harris, under Rogan’s steely gaze, trying to impersonate someone who knows what they’re doing? It would’ve been a comedy of errors.
Then there’s the curious case of Liz Cheney. Shoving her into Harris’s orbit was supposed to charm disgruntled Republicans. Newsflash: Trump’s devoted masses never viewed her as anything short of a political outcast, and the independents gave her about as much attention as a forgotten vegetable in the crisper drawer. But try despairing over Cheney when Harris had Walz by her side, providing “masculine balance”—whatever that means to Democrats these days. Harris needed someone fresh, someone sharp. But her fear of alienating certain factions made Tim Walz her best—yet still laughably poor—option.
Plouffe wasn’t woefully short on time; he was stuck with Harris. No amount of political wizardry was saving her campaign. He was trying to make a Michelangelo statue out of Play-Doh, and folks, in politics, that just doesn’t cut it. Watching his struggle is almost pitiable, but hey, I can only feel so sorry for a man whose talents helped put left-wing ideologies into power. Isn’t it a little fitting that now, as the pieces crumble around his latest venture, we can sit back and savor the irony?
