Why Can’t Kamala Harris Prove She Worked At McDonald’s (And Why It Matters)

I’ve had a lot of jobs. No, seriously, A LOT of jobs. More than 80. I’ve done everything you can imagine, from roofing to being a busboy, from making sandwiches in a deli in an office building to being a press secretary in the United States Senate. I was even a “Merry Maid” for an hour – I filled out the paperwork, watched the training video, realized it was not for me, told the supervisor, and walked out. There isn’t much I haven’t done, and much I did for a very short time (I had an attitude when I was younger). I’ve quit, been fired, and stopped showing up. I skipped a week of work as a bartender at Red Lobster to visit my then-girlfriend at college, then went back, and no one said a word.

The one thing all my jobs had in common is that I actually had them. I can provide details about each of them – what the job entailed, where it was, co-workers, funny stories, etc. – because I actually did them. Kamala Harris hasn’t done anything of the sort with the “job” at McDonald’s, which makes me think she’s lying about it to cover for the fact that she grew up a wealthy, privileged child of two tenured professors.

Of course, we know Kamala grew up with money – both her parents came to the United States from the Third World to get their Phds., and poor families from the Third World can’t afford to send their kids around the world for an advanced degree, let alone get them the other degrees needed to get them in position to go for an advanced degree. The story is all part of the myth, and you only have to create a myth around yourself and your life if the truth does you no favors.

Growing up rich isn’t what Democrats want to hear, so you just lie. Kamala Harris “is from Oakland,” they say. But she isn’t; she’s from and grew up in wealthy Berkeley; she was “born in Oakland” because that’s where the hospital she was born in was. Most people born in Detroit in the ’70s and ’80s (and probably long before) grew up outside the city; it’s just that the city was where the hospitals were. Place of birth is geography; where you grew up helped mold who you are. Kamala wants people to believe something that isn’t true in an odd attempt to get credibility with middle-class voters she’s unable or unwilling to earn through truth-telling.

That’s where the McDonald’s job comes in.

A lot of people started their working lives at McDonald’s. Weirdly, it’s one of the few places I haven’t worked, but millions upon millions of Americans have. It’s an easy claim because it’s plausible – they’re everywhere and always hiring. And there is no more iconic job there than making the fries, which Harris claims she did.

But she has never offered a single shred of evidence to prove she did. This wouldn’t matter much if she didn’t make it the cornerstone of her professional life, a claim she repeatedly made in an attempt to identify with voters who otherwise likely wouldn’t be able to relate to a stuffy, rich kid who never had to worry about money and only ever worked for government after getting her start in politics through an appointment by her boyfriend.

She’s never told a story about her summer at McDonald’s, never explained why she allegedly worked in a McDonald’s in California while living the rest of the year with her mother in a rich area in Montreal. Was she visiting her dad, who is still alive and she never, ever talks about (we don’t know why because no one asks) for the summer? Did the wealthy Marxist economics professor force his daughter to work at the absolute symbol of capitalism during their limited time together? Was he just really into irony?

These are questions a normal media would ask. Since we don’t have normal media, they aren’t asked.

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