Let’s kick off this column by paraphrasing Ronald Reagan: There they go again.
California Governor Gavin Newsom has been boldly — and annoyingly — trying to make a case to Democrats to be the party’s presidential nominee in 2028. Some may say it’s a premature bid, but let’s be honest, our presidential election cycles are practically endless now. For all intents and purposes, the 2028 primary season starts next Sunday, just after brunch.
Don’t shoot the messenger.
Newsom knows that he has to get a head start because he’s attempting to do something that is nigh on impossible in the current Dem electoral climate: become the nominee as a (very) white male for a diversity-obsessed party that’s desperate to get a woman of color into the Oval Office by any means necessary. The primary driver of their hatred for President Trump is that he has now twice denied them the chance to do a “HISTORIC FIRST!” touchdown dance with their lady nominees.
That doesn’t mean Newsom is without friends in the party. He’s currently getting a lot of love from other Dems and the party’s flying monkeys in the mainstream media because he is busy doing what gives Democratic pols street cred these days: cussing a lot while he complains about Trump (Victoria has more on that in her latest column).
Hellbound and Down 