Ok. So the event — the major event with Oprah happened. In Michigan. I think there were a little over 10,000 people watching. Major.
Oprah had many of her friends there or calling in virtually to support. I guess a lot of her friends actually couldn’t make it — I think they are serving time for raping women, and maybe a few paedofiles — but who’s counting?
I thought I did brilliantly.
And, all my staff could do is yell at me after.
They’re all like —- “No unscripted questions — that was the plan!! No word salads!! 11 seconds of talking!! What part of that didn’t you understand Kamala?”
Well…We kinda got off script. I answered a few basic questions. And they claimed it was like the horrendous, horrible ramblings of a brainless idiot. And they further claimed that even Oprah gave me the “what the fuck did you just say????” look.
After a few more pretty unfavorable comments, they replayed their favorite moment for me where I said:
“If somebody breaks into my house, they’re getting shot. I probably should not have said that. My staff will deal with that later.”
And I also cackled.
The staff is so upset. It’s almost as if I ran over their dog in the driveway. I didn’t — I don’t even drive.
And after some more yelling they tell me they absolutely going to deal with it. Best thing for all of us is to ensure I keep my mouth shut going forward. And they will work with media to make sure the reporting of the event is all completely glowing.
They are not happy, but we still have the media, I think. We good? I think. Maybe.
Just hope I don’t have to live in the basement like they made Joe……..
The basement is a good place for her.