Why Can’t Kamala Harris Prove She Worked At McDonald’s (And Why It Matters)
I’ve had a lot of jobs. No, seriously, A LOT of jobs. More than 80. I’ve done everything you can imagine, from roofing to being a busboy, from making sandwiches in a deli in an office building to being a press secretary in the United States Senate. I was even a “Merry Maid” for an hour – I filled out the paperwork, watched the training video, realized it was not for me, told the supervisor, and walked out. There isn’t much I haven’t done, and much I did for a very short time (I had an attitude when I was younger). I’ve quit, been fired, and stopped showing up. I skipped a week of work as a bartender at Red Lobster to visit my then-girlfriend at college, then went back, and no one said a word.
The one thing all my jobs had in common is that I actually had them. I can provide details about each of them – what the job entailed, where it was, co-workers, funny stories, etc. – because I actually did them. Kamala Harris hasn’t done anything of the sort with the “job” at McDonald’s, which makes me think she’s lying about it to cover for the fact that she grew up a wealthy, privileged child of two tenured professors.
Of course, we know Kamala grew up with money – both her parents came to the United States from the Third World to get their Phds., and poor families from the Third World can’t afford to send their kids around the world for an advanced degree, let alone get them the other degrees needed to get them in position to go for an advanced degree. The story is all part of the myth, and you only have to create a myth around yourself and your life if the truth does you no favors.
Growing up rich isn’t what Democrats want to hear, so you just lie. Kamala Harris “is from Oakland,” they say. But she isn’t; she’s from and grew up in wealthy Berkeley; she was “born in Oakland” because that’s where the hospital she was born in was. Most people born in Detroit in the '70s and '80s (and probably long before) grew up outside the city; it’s just that the city was where the hospitals were. Place of birth is geography; where you grew up helped mold who you are. Kamala wants people to believe something that isn’t true in an odd attempt to get credibility with middle-class voters she’s unable or unwilling to earn through truth-telling.
That’s where the McDonald’s job comes in.
A lot of people started their working lives at McDonald’s. Weirdly, it’s one of the few places I haven’t worked, but millions upon millions of Americans have. It’s an easy claim because it’s plausible – they’re everywhere and always hiring. And there is no more iconic job there than making the fries, which Harris claims she did.
But she has never offered a single shred of evidence to prove she did. This wouldn’t matter much if she didn’t make it the cornerstone of her professional life, a claim she repeatedly made in an attempt to identify with voters who otherwise likely wouldn’t be able to relate to a stuffy, rich kid who never had to worry about money and only ever worked for government after getting her start in politics through an appointment by her boyfriend.
She’s never told a story about her summer at McDonald’s, never explained why she allegedly worked in a McDonald’s in California while living the rest of the year with her mother in a rich area in Montreal. Was she visiting her dad, who is still alive and she never, ever talks about (we don’t know why because no one asks) for the summer? Did the wealthy Marxist economics professor force his daughter to work at the absolute symbol of capitalism during their limited time together? Was he just really into irony?
These are questions a normal media would ask. Since we don’t have normal media, they aren’t asked.
Instead, you get tools in the media looking at the comment section for a porn website from 15 years ago to see if a guy running for governor in North Carolina posted anything offensive. It’s the comment section of a porn website; what are you expecting to find there that isn’t offensive? And who the hell knew porn sites had comment sections?
The media demands that Donald Trump and JD Vance denounce that guy. Still, they can’t burn a single calorie to insist on even the most basic details about Kamala's claims about herself, like where McDonald’s is located.
The Home Depot of media tools, the Washington Post’s Phil Bump, tried to look into it, if only to embarrass Trump. He couldn’t get a location out of the Harris campaign and couldn’t find a single human being to corroborate her story.
If someone I was waiting tables with was running for President of the United States or were the sitting Vice President, I’d tell the world. Or at least I’d tell someone, then the world would know. If they needed a story about how she made a salad with her hands without washing them or how we’d all complain about bad tippers, they could get them from me.
Weirdly, not a single human being has come forward to claim they worked at McDonald’s with the sitting VP of the United States. This was in the mid-80s, not 100 years ago, so the odds that Kamala Harris is the only living former employee from McDonald’s at that time is pretty slim. Where are they?
Bump couldn’t find them, so he stopped caring. Because he’s a douchebag, he concludes his inquiry with, “Another difference is that Harris, unlike Trump, has earned the benefit of the doubt on assertions that may not be immediately provable.”
There is nothing “immediate” about this; she’s been making the claims for months. You can easily verify where she went to high school; there’s a record and witnesses. The political boards her married boyfriend Willie Brown appointed her to, there’s public records and other members. Yet, there’s nothing and no one from that summer job at McDonald’s, the job that allows her to identify with millions of Americans, claim the middle-class status growing up she never actually had, and point out how Trump, as Bump put it like he was directly quoting a Harris campaign press release, “ever worked was for the private company that shares his name. He never worked on a farm or at McDonald’s. You understand the point.”
We do understand the point: Things Democrats declare to be true are true by the sheer force of the declaration. JD Vance actually grew up poorer than anyone else in the race could ever imagine and under harsh circumstances. But he overcame them through hard work and will, neither of which Democrats want to admit can happen, so what should be a story that inspires and exemplifies the American Dream is discounted and ignored.
What gets elevated is a lie about fast food jobs because the alternative would be to offer articulated policies for the future and explain why they haven’t even been attempted to be implemented over the last four years.
Kamala Harris serves up a steaming pile of BS daily, and she doesn’t even have the decency to ask if we’d like fries with that.
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