Kamala for President

I was driving from Clifton Springs to Geneva yesterday when I heard on the radio that President Biden had decided to end his re-election bid and endorse Kamala Harris as the Democratic presidential candidate. Although I had been uncertain whether Biden should stay in the race, I found myself immediately relieved by the news. Subsequently heard commentary suggested that Harris was almost certain to replace Biden on the ticket. Interest quickly turned to who would become Harris’s running mate. No challenger for the top spot has emerged or is likely to do so, though there was a suggestion that Joe Manchin would like to replace Harris. (Manchin, an ex-Democrat, won’t get the nod even after hell freezes over.)

I was a supporter of Harris when she ran for the Democratic nomination in 2020. I was impressed by her prosecutor background and her sharp questioning in a Senate committee. She dropped out of the contest early, however, as she had difficulty distinguishing herself from her Democratic rivals. Her lack of success in 2020 seems of little relevance in 2024. I am eager to see her insightful and aggressive questioning directed at Donald Trump and J.D. Vance.

I don’t discard political buttons unless I have an excess supply of them. Today, I dug out my single KAMALA button, which I intend to wear today and perhaps every day until I obtain a Kamala-whoever button.