By John Q. Hosedrinker As I reflect on the recent debate, I can’t help but feel a sense of satisfaction and relief wash over me. It was like witnessing a battle of wits and competence, and I have to say, no one has ever so thoroughly dominated Donald Trump the way Kamala Harris did. From the moment she stepped onto that stage, she exuded confidence, intelligence, and a deep understanding of the issues at hand that put Trump to shame.
The exchange on abortion rights was particularly telling. Trump stumbled and fumbled, while Harris remained firm and resolute in her defense of these fundamental rights. She didn’t just stop at defending abortion rights; she went above and beyond to highlight the human impact of what she aptly branded as the “Trump abortion bans.” It was a masterclass in preparedness and strategic planning, hitting every possible policy and attack point with precision and finesse.
But it wasn’t just the abortion rights debate that solidified Harris’s dominance. She tackled every topic with poise and grace, leaving Trump looking like a befuddled old man ranting about conspiracy theories and nonsensical ramblings. The moderators fact-checked him to his face, exposing his lies and misinformation for all to see. It was truly a sight to behold.
One of the most striking moments for me was when Harris confidently approached Trump to shake his hand and introduce herself, sending a clear message that she was not intimidated by his bluster and bullying tactics. She maintained eye contact with him, not wavering in the face of his bravado, and it threw him off his game. He looked weak and defeated, a far cry from the strongman image he tries so hard to portray.
As I watched the debate unfold, it became abundantly clear that Trump was outmatched and outclassed by Harris in every way. He resorted to his usual tactics of bluster and bluster, but she remained calm and collected, never once losing her composure. She led him around the debate stage like a prosecutor taking down a criminal, exposing his weaknesses and inconsistencies for the world to see.
In the end, Trump couldn’t even bring himself to look at Harris, a stark reminder of his fear and insecurity in the face of a strong and competent woman. She made him her metaphorical “bitch,” as one comment aptly put it, leading him around like a dog on a leash. It was a masterful performance, and one that left Trump looking like a pathetic old man yelling “Get off my lawn!”
As I reflect on this debate, I can’t help but feel a glimmer of hope for the future. If Trump still manages to win despite this clear display of incompetence and weakness, then we are truly lost as a nation. Harris has proven herself to be a formidable opponent, a leader who is unafraid to stand up to bullies and hold them accountable for their actions. She has set the bar high for future debates, and I have no doubt that she will continue to inspire and lead with grace and dignity.