As the sinking ship known as Democrats goes down, how long will it be before talk of how they were stabbed in the back by those disloyal, ungrateful, hyper-white Joos is shouted from the mountain tops?
from the NY Post
Jewish voters are furious at Dems’ defense of Ilhan Omar
Jewish voters furious at Democrats’ defense of Rep. Ilhan Omar say they’re done with the party that has held their support for generations. “We felt we had a home there,” said Mark Schwartz, the Democratic deputy mayor of solidly blue Teaneck, NJ. “And now we feel like we have to check our passports.”
Jordan Manor of Manhattan, who calls himself a “gay Jewish Israeli-American,” laments, “The party I thought cared about me seems to disregard me when it comes to my Jewish identity.”
Mark Dunec, a consultant in Livingston, NJ who ran for Congress as a Democrat in 2014, says, “I’m physically afraid for myself and for my family,” adding, “I see my own party contributing to the rise of anti-Semitism in the United States.”
Omar, a freshman congresswoman from Minnesota, sparked the firestorm in February for using anti-Jewish tropes: saying that support for Israel was “all about the Benjamins” and accusing Jewish-American legislators of “dual loyalty.” Many, including some fellow Democrats, deemed her comments anti-Semitic—but the party’s lefty activists pushed back. “No one seeks this level of reprimand when members make statements about Latin + other communities,” complained Rep. Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez in a March 5 tweet.
Omar issued only a partial apology. In response, the House passed a resolution condemning all “hateful expressions of intolerance” with kitchen-sink language that named nearly a dozen different groups. “I feel confident that [Omar’s] words were not based on any anti-Semitic attitude,” House Speaker Nancy Pelosi said.
Many Jewish Dems in the city aren’t buying it. “The fake defense she doesn’t know what she’s saying? I don’t believe it,” said Sara, a Queens teacher who asked not to be fully identified. “This is a grown woman and a member of Congress. Trying to excuse this as naivete is inexcusable.” For her and others, anger is sparking immediate action.
“The watered-down resolution triggered my decision to walk away from the Democratic Party,” said Allison Gangi of Manhattan. “I never dreamed anti-Semitism would have become mainstream on the left, but it has.”
Sara said she is “not comfortable anymore being a Democrat” and will register as an independent.
Among his Teaneck neighbors, Schwartz said, “Our only question now is, do we start voting Republican, or do we become Republicans?”
Others say they feel like the wandering Jew of legend. “I’m homeless. I don’t think I can vote for Trump, even though he’s great for Israel,” said Jason, a start-up owner from Long Island who asked that his surname not be used. “But as a Jew, I can’t see a way to support the Democratic Party. It’s supporting your own destruction.”
Last week, President Trump issued two tweets boosting “Jexodus,” a new advocacy group—advised by a prominent GOP strategist—that encourages moderate and conservative Jews to find a new political home. More than 4,000 people have signed on, organizers said.
“Since launching this, the anti-Semitism we are seeing is so blatant and obvious it’s terrifying,” said Elizabeth Pipko, the group’s spokeswoman and a volunteer on Trump’s 2016 campaign. The organization’s Instagram and Facebook pages are regularly targeted with hateful messages, she said. “I leave them up, because people have got to see it,” Pipko said.
Kamala Harris’ dad says her pot use story was ‘identity politics’
The Jamaican father of Democratic presidential candidate Sen. Kamala Harris blasted her for saying she smoked marijuana and supports it becoming legalized, claiming she’s playing “identity politics.”
Donald Harris, an economics professor at Stanford University, said she is harming her family’s Jamaican ancestors.
“My dear departed grandmothers … as well as my deceased parents, must be turning in their grave right now to see their family’s name, reputation and proud Jamaican identity being connected, in any way, jokingly or not with the fraudulent stereotype of a pot-smoking joy seeker and in the pursuit of identity politics,” he said in a statement to Jamaica Global Online published last Friday.
“Speaking for myself and my immediate Jamaican family, we wish to categorically dissociate ourselves from this travesty,” her father said.
His daughter, a first-term senator from California who launched her 2020 campaign last month, appeared on New York-based radio show “The Breakfast Club” earlier last week and was asked if she opposed the legalization of pot.
“That’s not true,” she told co-host Charlamagne Tha God. “And look, I joke about it – half joking – half my family is from Jamaica. Are you kidding me?”
Later she was asked if she ever smoked marijuana.
“I have. And I inhaled — I did inhale. It was a long time ago. But, yes,” said Harris, whose mother is Indian.
Jamaica Global Online noted the coverage her remark received in the media, displaying headlines like: “Kamala Harris cites Jamaican roots in support of ganja legislation.”
The site went on to scold her about the comments.
“So, the perception created by Ms. Harris’ statement is real and has caused some unease amongst Jamaicans at home and in the diaspora and now, it seems, her father and his Jamaican family,” it wrote. “For some, it is more than mere unease; one Jamaican commenting on social media expressed the concern that ‘soon my job will be singling me out to drug test me since I am from Jamaica. What a stereotype.’ Her concern is not unfounded given the experience of Jamaicans travelling to US ports having sniffer dogs around them in customs halls.”
When Guyanese-born NEIL GOUVEIA immigrated to New York at age 7, his mother made a devastating decision to leave one child behind to expedite the family exodus. Six years later, they became US citizens. Now 39, gay and newly conservative, Gouveia takes a tough, unpopular stance against those who cross the border illegally. He shared his story with The Post’s Susan Edelman.
You’ve heard news about families being separated at the US southern border. Legal immigrants have to deal with separation as well. My mother made her own “Sophie’s Choice.”
In Guyana back in 1986, an immigration officer broke the terrible news. After a three-year wait, my mother, Bassodai Gouveia, arrived at the US embassy in Georgetown to pick up visas for our family of nine to go live in America.
“Mrs. Gouveia, we can’t give you the visas,” he told my mom. “You have a sick child. If you brought her to the United States, it would be a huge government expense. And you can’t abandon her.”
When immigrants apply to come to America, they have to go through a complete physical. My sister, Vera, 9, had cerebral palsy. She couldn’t walk or talk and was mostly bed-bound. But she smiled and laughed. When I got a spanking for misbehaving, I would hug Vera, who was 17 months older than me, for comfort.
My mother walked away from the immigration officer, dejected, then suddenly turned around and went back: “Sir, I have an aunt who can take care of my child while we’re in America,” she told him, fibbing. (She actually had a friend who would look after Vera.)
It tore my mother apart, but she had to make a decision to leave Vera behind — or start the application process all over again. She had to sacrifice Vera to save the American dream for the rest of us — me and five kids from her previous marriage along with my father.
When we came to America, we lived in a basement apartment in the South Bronx. Mom and Dad had to hustle and get jobs. There was no time to relax. Dad, a customs official in Guyana, became a janitor. Mom, who had left school when her father died at age 9 to sell fruit, cleaned houses.
Neil Gouveia came to America in 1986 with parents Augustine and Bassodai Gouveia, who were forced to leave his ailing baby sister, Vera (pictured), behind.
One day, a woman whose house she was cleaning saw her crying and asked what was wrong. My mom explained that she had to leave her daughter in Guyana. It so happened that the woman was the principal of a special-needs school. “I’m going to help you.” she promised.
The principal and my mother pleaded with local politicians to petition on her behalf. About six months later, she had a letter granting permission for Vera to enter the US. My mom went back to South America and brought her to New York.
About a month later, Vera came down with pneumonia and died. We were heartbroken, but my mom still felt vindicated. One of her greatest satisfactions in life is knowing that she never gave up on her daughter.
I learned a lot about American culture and traditions from watching sit-coms: “Three’s Company,” “Diff’rent Strokes,” “All in the Family,” “The Jeffersons.” I went to some of the worst elementary and middle schools in the South Bronx but won a scholarship to Monsignor Scanlan High School and escaped a cycle of sub par [sic] education. It gave me the discipline I was not exposed to in the public school system. I earned a bachelor’s degree in communications from St. John’s University in Queens and a master’s degree in education from Baruch College.
Those experiences shaped my “conservative” views on immigration. It took five years after we arrived in the US before we could apply for citizenship. While I was exempt because of my age, 13, mom and dad had to prepare for a naturalization test on American history and government. Mom was the nervous one — she did not have a formal education and the thought of taking an exam terrified her. She and my dad studied for hours to answer the 100 questions that could seal their fate.
On test day, an immigration officer asked 10 questions, and my parents had to answer at least six correctly. Dad passed easily, but mom barely made it. At the official ceremony, I stood with my parents, bursting with pride, as they took the citizenship oath and pledged allegiance to the US flag. At that moment, I, too, became an American citizen. If under age 18, the children of a naturalized parent are automatically granted the same status.
I remained defiant because my parents’ journey here was not easy, and I could not betray the country that has done so much for me Today, if someone hops the US border and gives birth to a child, that child gets the exact same benefit that took my parents eight years to achieve. They waited their turn, but babies born to illegal immigrants in the US automatically become citizens. That’s a huge flaw in our immigration system.
What President Trump is pitching is already practiced in Australia and Canada. They’re very selective about who they admit. I also think it’s legitimate to separate children, initially, to verify whom they really belong to. If these people don’t have documents to prove the children belong to them, border agents have to act in their best interest. Human and child trafficking is a huge problem.
Before the 2016 presidential campaign, I didn’t fully understand how the left and right operated. I was always fed the narrative that since I was a person of color — my mother of Indian descent, my father Portuguese — an immigrant and gay that I had to follow a script: Support the Democratic Party and liberal values; conservatives were the boogeyman. After Trump won the election, my friends instantly wanted him to fail as a leader. I would explain that if he failed, we failed. This point of view was met with heavy backlash and a barrage of insults. Anyone who showed any type of support toward Trump was deemed the enemy.
People accused me of turning my back on minorities and their struggle. I remained defiant because my parents’ journey here was not easy, and I could not betray the country that has done so much for me.
But speaking my mind became isolating. People with whom I had shared many amazing years of friendship allowed politics to divide us. Dozens of my liberal friends stopped talking to me or unfriended [sic] me on social media. I tried to suppress my political views when meeting new people. I was passive and bit my tongue on many occasions. I wasn’t being true to myself. I felt like I was in the closet all over again.
Amid the backlash, however, I did meet people who looked past politics and not only accepted me but admired that I dared to be different in liberal-dominated NYC. One of those people is my partner, Dan. Although he does not agree with many of my views, he respects them.
I’m fortunate to be a US citizen because I’m able to live a quality life and enjoy the benefits this country has to offer. I find it disheartening when people gripe about being oppressed in America, especially other immigrants. I firmly believe that living in America is a privilege. This country is truly the land of opportunities.
Neil Gouveia, 39, lives in Washington Heights and works as a higher-education fund-raiser.
Donald Trump’s press conference performance in Helsinki rises to & exceeds the threshold of “high crimes & misdemeanors.” It was nothing short of treasonous. Not only were Trump’s comments imbecilic, he is wholly in the pocket of Putin. Republican Patriots: Where are you???
This from the man who voted for the presidential communist party candidate in the 1970’s. He is/was a registered communist.
I have no idea why John Brennan Tweets. Like Mueller, no one gives a rat’s patootie about what this confirmed communist traitor has to spew.
Like Hillary, Obama, and Comey he is ‘wholly’ insignificant and ‘imbecilic’.
Does he really think anything he says has legs? I put any opine of his well behind those of jihad-mongers.
And to think he headed the CIA at one point in his career.
It’s no wonder how this country has fallen into the hands of the Deep State.
They are the pimps and Brennan is one of their little bitches.
I can’t remember a president in my lifetime that inspired, instigated and incited more hatred.
But all this hatred resides in the hearts of not those who support Trump, but of those who hate him.
Just like Nixon, Reagan and Bush, except this hatred is pathological and obsessive.
Sadly, the most virulent haters are pawns of those powers in media and government who are the stars of their very own scripted morality play.
Now that Russian collusion is on a fast track to nowhere and Stormy Daniels is stripping in towns not even big enough for a single A minor league team, the attention is focused on the children.
The children that Trump single-handedly kidnapped from their parents and brought them here to live their lives in cages.
Forget the fact that the heartbreaking images on display were taken when Obama was president or that the law passed by congress calls for the separation of parents and children who entered illegally, or many of the children are being brought here either without parents or by human traffickers.
What I want to know is when did Democrats become some enamored of maintaining intact family units.
For decades they have devised policies and programs that incentivize broken homes for the sake of receiving government assistance.
For decades they have championed the act of choosing to be a single mother as one of bravery and innovation.
Now they take a page from the “palestinian” playbook and compare anything they want to oppose as equal to Hitler and Nazis.
Just when you think they can’t go lower…surprise, surprise.
Democrats — siding with America’s enemies since 1860.
I had no intention of watching the SOTU address last night.
For years they have been a laundry list of lies, half-truths, promises never intended to be kept, long on unmemorable clichés and short on substance.
The spectacle of one side of the room erupting in euphoric standing ovations at the end of every sentence while the other side sits in stony silence no matter what is said never fails to strike me as pathetic.
Like I said, I never watch the State of the Union but my wife wanted to hear what the president has to say about her new American heroes, the “dreamer children”.
I think she picked up a brain virus from the yentas on Facebook.
I’m glad I listened to her as the experience was most enlightening.
At the very least it was refreshing not to hear what a horrible country the USA is and how wicked its inhabitants are unless they are indigent, recently arrived and have a dark complexion.
On a slightly deeper level it was a masterful performance of flourishing rhetoric, maintaining an engaging delivery and never bogging down in any one particular subject matter.
But the true genius of it, and its iconic stature lies in how it has ripped the veil from those who call themselves Democrats.
The visual spectacle of their reactions to the spoken word clearly demonstrated to the world what the Democrats stand for and what they are against.
In no particular order they are for;
Penury Crime Drug addiction Illegal immigration Hatred Polarization Disease Unemployment
Likewise, they are against;
Mom Apple pie America God Decency Family Unity
Today someone referred to themselves as a Rockefeller Republican.
I said that’s nice, he’s dead for forty-two years. I’m a Trump Republican.