Kamala Chameleon’s Song

Donald Trump’s signature rally song is “God Bless the U.S.A.” (Proud to be An American), sometimes sung in person by Lee Greenwood.

I humbly suggest Kamala Harris rallies should have as their anthem the Culture Club standard “Karma Chameleon” from the early 1980s.

It works on many levels.

First, Democrats are all too fond of identity politics and having candidates tick all the DEI boxes, but not necessarily the one for competence. That’s how Harris got onto the Biden ticket in the first place.

Woman? Check.

Non-white? Check.

Protected minority? Check.

Culture Club’s lead singer was cross-dressing Boy George, a gay icon. I know. I read it on the internet. Check one box and maybe two.

Also, just as it truly can be said that Trump is proud to be an American, it’s also becoming abundantly clear that Harris and her sycophants are proud to be running a chameleon for president.

When I was a child, chameleons were popular pets, remarkable for their ability to change color. Back then, we thought the small lizards did so to blend in with their background of the moment. Doing a bit of research just today for this, I discovered scientists say the color changes more often have to do with emotions – looking to mate, looking to fight, looking to submit to a perceived threat.

I don’t care that Harris goes from highlighting her Indian ancestry, to emphasizing being black, to playing the sex card. These days anyone can “identify” as anything.

I’m a white, American, heterosexual male. But if I decided later today to identify as a black, Norwegian, gay male I am sure acceptance would be universal.

What does bother me is that Harris is quite the chameleon on issues.

Fracking? She wants it banned. Said so repeatedly while running for president for a few minutes in 2020.

Oh, Pennsylvania is a key state in her election hopes and fracking is big in the state? Of course she’s not for banning fracking and how dare you suggest that, despite various videos of her saying this. You’re just attacking her because she’s an Indian/Black woman.

And then there’s the Harris role as so-called border czar. Clueless Joe said she was in charge of the border. Since things didn’t go that well, Kamala Chameleon now denies it.

But on March 24, 2021, NBC news reported Biden had put Kamala in charge of managing the southern border.

About two and one-half months later, NBC’s Lester Holt pressed Harris on the issue during a sitdown interview. In Holt’s defense, that is before Lamestream media got the marching orders only to speak glowingly of Kamala Chameleon.

Holt kept asking the chameleon why she had not visited the border. First, she insisted “we” have been there. When Holt persisted that this was not accurate, Kamala Chameleon gave the tellingly vacuous response “And I haven’t been to Europe.”

Kamala, among her other questionable foibles, has advocated on social media for raising bail money to get rioters out of jail. But her media apologists are busy attempting to scrub that from the record, too.

Moving away from changing positions on issues, Kamala Chameleon can be counted on to stay on a consistent track when it comes to fashion. Always, it seems, we see this woman dressed in a pantsuit.

I typed “images of Kamala Harris in a dress” into the Google search engine and was rewarded with six pictures, and one was of her wearing pants. Change that inquiry to substitute “pantsuit” for “dress” and one gets a sampler of six images – no dresses.

The fact that there were any dress photos at all neatly coincides with these images predating her being anointed a presidential candidate. A July 30, 2024, story in the New York Times headlined “Kamala Harris is Dressing to be President” notes the pantsuits are an intentional, political move.

This makes Kamala Chameleon the biggest empty pantsuit, intellectually speaking, since Hillary.

We began this post on a musical note (pun intended) and we will end similarly.

Songstress Helen Reddy was a chameleon, too, going with the flow.

Her 1972 hit “I Am Woman” became the anthem of the women’s rights movement, blaring over loudspeakers at rallies ever since. “Hear me roar . . .’ the lyrics went. “I am strong. I am invincible. I am woman.”

But Reddy also had a 1975 hit “Ain’t No Way to Treat a Lady” in which the song was about being a victim of a cad love interest. Sample lyrics: “That ain’t no way to treat a lady, no way to treat your baby, your woman, your friend.”

From invincible to victim, Reddy was a chameleon opportunist, willing to play both sides of an issue.

Kamala Chameleon supporters ought to play these conflicting Reddy tunes as walking offstage music.