In Pennsylvania, Two Former Presidents Headline Opposing Rallies For Senate Candidates

Pittsburgh, Pa. — In 2022, as we shake off the masks and spike proteins, the midterm elections are more about taking out the trash than elevating heroes. In fact, as we look ahead to possible confrontations with Russia and China, wannabe heroes only spell trouble.

The current Democratic majority fervently pushed for the vaccine mandates and is still risking nuclear war with Russia, both in the name of “social justice,” even as they defend turning children into transgender science projects. They deserve to be crushed at the ballot box, as do their neocon counterparts.

Here in Pennsylvania, where I’ve been covering the Oz-Fetterman race for nearly two weeks, the Democrats are stuck with John Fetterman. As embarrassing as the situation is—and it’s bad—they have no choice but to cheer him on. Or rather, they have no choice but to coddle their pet cyborg and hope for the best.

After two Oz rallies, two Fetterman rallies, a brain-numbing debate, and a lot of conversations on the ground, I can say the vibe matches the polls—Oz is up by two points, and climbing.

Courting the Sympathy Vote

At the opening of every public appearance, Fetterman brings up his medical condition. “I had a stroke,” he says like clockwork. “Dr. Oz has never let me forget that.” This is an ironic refrain, because if anyone won’t let us forget this stroke, it’s Fetterman.

When he appeared on “The View” last week, obviously courting the sympathy vote, that coven of witches cursed Oz as a “bully” for daring to mention his opponent’s condition. Of course, earlier this year those same witches cackled at a comparison of Herschel Walker and Ron DeSantis to yammering stroke victims.

In essence, the old-timey geek show has gone mainstream—now with circus mutants doing backflips off the moral high ground. America’s first official cyborg candidate can barely talk, but when he does, it’s usually about his stroke. The rest of the time, it’s about gay marriage, the need for gun control to save lives, the need for abortion to end them, and of course, the “sacred” union way of life—which falls flat coming from a known silver-spooner who wears a plumber costume.

The big Democratic rally in Pittsburgh last Saturday was the first time I’ve seen Fetterman speak coherently, largely because he stuck to simple, disconnected sentences. Admittedly, it’s perverse to listen to a stroke victim and wait for him to stumble, but it’s far more twisted that Democrats have produced this spectacle in the first place.

“I felt bad for him personally,” a Democrat voter recently told Philly’s local NPR affiliate, “but I feel cheated that he didn’t drop out.”

During the rally’s invocation, I stood just behind a left-wing granny attending with her grandson and his boyfriend. She wore an obedience mask and held a trans pink-and-blue Fetterman sign, while her grandson sported a Lady Gaga “Art Rave” T-shirt featuring the half-naked starlet in a crucifix pose. He had a wobbly pentagram tattooed just above a peace