Staff Reports
Kamala Harris seems to have a unique approach to public speaking that leaves many wondering what kind of “inspiration” she craves before taking center stage. There’s the sneaking suspicion that some chemical assistance might be involved when the Vice President launches into one of her characteristic rants. One can only speculate about what she might reach for in her “pre-show” rituals—let’s just say it’s probably not herbal tea. The political elite in her circle are notoriously tight-lipped, but one can imagine that they know all too well what kind of pick-me-ups keep her ‘energized.’
This is not merely conjecture. If any courageous whistleblower seeking to right the ship of honesty were to step forward from the Harris camp, it could open the floodgates on the kind of substance abuse that would make the average American shake their head in disbelief. However, given the insular nature of her inner circle, aspiring whistleblowers probably don’t even dare to utter a peep. After all, doing so could invoke the wrath of a stoic political machine that has shown expertise not just in covering up scandals, but in downright disappearing dissenters.
The Jury Is in on Kamala’s (Alleged) Drug Use As Far As I’m Concerned https://t.co/4Lzd0Npx1C
— Richard Lowe (@RPL29) September 23, 2024
Those who have had the misfortune of witnessing Harris deliver her various monologues can attest to a glaring pattern that suggests reliance on benzodiazepines might just be her go-to method for stifling nerves and keeping the jitters at bay. The sheer amount of Xanax, Valium, or Ativan she might consume could rival the average small-town pharmacy’s weekly supply. These drugs—known for obliterating inhibitions—can turn even the most coherent speech into a stream-of-consciousness free-for-all that would make a stoned college student seem eloquent.
Take, for instance, her recent appearance at an event alongside Oprah, which quickly devolved into a dizzying spectacle of incoherence. The rambling was classic Harris, overflowing with platitudes but lacking any real substance. Claims of unity and love for America were punctuated with abstract references to aspirations and freedoms. Yet, one couldn’t help but wonder if she was channeling the spirit of an over-caffeinated motivational speaker, desperate for someone to stop her before she wandered into political absurdity.
Instead of rallying the nation with a firm grasp on its ideals, Harris appeared more like a character caught in a fever dream—comfortable yet utterly disjointed. Her message was a chaotic collage of political buzzwords strung together without any logical flow. Perhaps if she laid off the “relaxation aids” before taking the stage, she might manage to communicate something meaningful. Until then, her public appearances may just keep raising eyebrows and questions rather than uplifting an optimistic view of America.
