This guy is a phenom. Pratt is so good, Karen Bass is making his commercials for him

[X] SB – Karen Bass reminisces about LA before he reign

Cleaner. Not people sleeping on the streets. Affordable.

Bass remembers a cleaner LA and a safer LA. Wow. She said that out loud. Talk about teeing up a commercial for Pratt.

“LA was so much better before I got here!”

But it’s not like Spencer Pratt needs the help. He’s out raising her almost 10 to 1. But the bigger problem for Bass is Pratt runs from no questions. And his answers end up exposing her more than she’s ever been exposed.

[X] SB – Spencer Pratt on what he was doing at 20

Spencer Pratt was chided for being a reality TV star at 20. Lisa Rhinna ridiculed him for it. But Pratt handled the question masterfully. He didn’t attack Rhinna, he just said look at Karen Bass based on her past in her 20s.

You’re known as a reality TV star

Karen Bass was in Cuba at 20. Making bombs.

Remember, there is another candidate in that race. And Pratt is ignoring her. Because Bass would beat that woman who has no idea how to campaign. Pratt does.

He introduced Bass’ sordid past, supporting the Castro regime in Cuba at 20. He masterfully got people looking into her past and it’s not good for her.

She doesn’t appear radical at first glance. But her ideas are as radical as those of any communist dictator.

How could you possibly want to continue to be in charge of LA with her rcord?

E Jean Carroll is back in the news, and do I need to tell you it’s not good for Democrats? Here is a reminder of the case as explained by one of President Trump’s attorneys at the time:

[X] SB – Boris Epstyne takes E Jean Carroll apart

This case never should have been brought. And why would you pick E Jean Carroll?

Democrats picked a witness who sounds like she was assembled from spare parts found in a Greenwich Village crystal shop during a blackout.

And they expected America to nod solemnly while she described an encounter that supposedly happened in a department store dressing room thirty years ago with one of the most recognizable men on Earth.

Donald Trump couldn’t sneak into a broom closet without somebody asking for a selfie, but we’re supposed to believe he was conducting covert romance operations between handbags and perfume counters like some overcaffeinated James Bond at Bergdorf Goodman.

You know what’s amazing about Democrats? They always tell you Trump is this criminal mastermind capable of orchestrating the collapse of democracy itself, but then the crimes they create sound like rejected scripts from Cinemax.

Before I explain what’s about to happen to E. Jean Carroll and the Democrats, let’s remember what John Thune and John Cornyn said about this incident.

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We’ve got a packed show today. I mean PACKED. I have so many notes in front of me that if the FBI raided this studio they’d call it an “insurrection planner.” Half these stories I’ve been trying to get to for days, and every morning the news cycle shows up like a drunken Amazon driver throwing fresh insanity onto the porch.

And let me tell you something: we are never catching up.

Never.

I could do this show seven days a week, eight hours a day, surviving entirely on caffeine and whatever chemicals they put in gas station beef jerky, and we’d still end every week with another mountain of madness to discuss. America has become a Netflix series written by people who got fired from reality television for being too unrealistic.

But as they say, “Brevity is the soul of lingerie.”

Which explains Congress perfectly. The less material involved, the more expensive it gets.

Now, speaking of expensive coverups, Jill Biden made a revelation that shocked absolutely nobody. The media reacted like archaeologists discovering water in the ocean. “BREAKING NEWS: Joe Biden may have experienced cognitive decline!”

Really? You don’t say.

This is the same man who has wandered off stages, shaken hands with invisible citizens, and looked at teleprompters like they were written in ancient Sanskrit. Joe Biden has spent the last several years speaking in a dialect I can only describe as Pharmaceutical Esperanto.

And suddenly the media wants to pretend they just noticed?

That’s the part that fascinates me. Not the decline. The cover-up. Because everybody knew. Democrats knew. Journalists knew. Staffers knew. Jill knew. The Easter Bunny knew. The only people left pretending were the same folks who told us inflation was “transitory,” the border was “secure,” and men could get pregnant if you just believed hard enough.

Now Jill Biden, Doctor Jill, Patron Saint of Denial, is out there acting wounded by the scrutiny. Ma’am, people aren’t upset because your husband aged. Everybody ages. America would’ve shown grace for aging. What people resent is being lied to with the enthusiasm of a timeshare salesman trapped in a pyramid scheme.

And now we find out Team Biden is trying to keep information sealed about his cognitive condition going all the way back to 2012?

Two thousand TWELVE.

That means Joe Biden may have been mentally buffering longer than most people have owned their smartphones.

Think about that historically for a second. In 2012, people were still arguing over Bluetooth earpieces. Gas was under four bucks in many places. TikTok didn’t exist yet. Hunter Biden probably still had at least one functioning laptop.

And somewhere in Washington, insiders allegedly knew Joe Biden’s brain was running Windows 95 in Safe Mode.

Yet they still shoved him into office. Why? Because modern politics isn’t about leadership anymore. It’s Weekend at Bernie’s with nuclear codes. The presidency became a puppet theater where anonymous staffers, activist bureaucrats, and ideological interns ran the machinery while the Commander in Chief searched for exits like he was trapped in an IKEA showroom.

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Lots to discuss and I hope we get to all of it today, though I doubt it.

Just too much, and I need to make bigger points.

For months, the political spotlight has belonged to Marco Rubio.

The Secretary of State has been sprinting across the global stage like a man extinguishing geopolitical dumpster fires with a fire cannon on loan from God.

Foreign policy crises erupt every morning now with the reliability of Starbucks opening at 5 a.m., and Rubio has managed to stay in the center of nearly all of them.

China flexes. Iran threatens. Europe panics. Somebody somewhere launches something at someone else, and there’s Rubio on television again, looking like a guy who hasn’t slept since the Bush administration.

Meanwhile, JD Vance had largely faded into the political wallpaper.

Not gone. Not irrelevant. Just…waiting.

Washington is cruel to vice presidents.

The office has historically carried all the prestige of being the backup drummer in a legendary rock band. If the president succeeds, the VP gets polite applause. If the administration stumbles, suddenly everybody remembers the vice president exists. It’s why men like Dan Quayle became cultural punchlines instead of political heavyweights. America remembers vice presidents the way people remember the side salad that came with the steak.

And JD Vance knows this.

He understands that in modern politics, invisibility is death wrapped in a necktie.

So when President Donald Trump handed him oversight of major fraud investigations, Vance didn’t treat it like ceremonial busywork. He treated it like a launch sequence.

Because this assignment is not small.

This is not “chair a committee studying paperclips” territory. Trump effectively handed Vance a political flamethrower and pointed him toward some of the bluest states in America, where public money has allegedly vanished with the magical elegance of socks in a hotel dryer.

And Vance appears eager to pull on every thread.

The opening battlefield? Minnesota.

Which honestly makes perfect sense. Minnesota has quietly become one of the most fascinating contradictions in modern American politics. It presents itself as the land of clean governance, sensible moderation, and aggressively cheerful public radio voices that sound like they apologize to furniture after bumping into it. Yet beneath that wholesome Scandinavian frosting sits a government apparatus repeatedly rocked by fraud scandals large enough to make casino accountants blush.

Vance recently announced major indictments tied to fraud schemes in the state and posted this on X:

Today, the task force and the DOJ announced a massive take down of two of the largest Medicaid fraud cases in Minnesota state history, as well as the largest autism fraud scheme ever charged by the federal government. Our message is simple: if you’re committing fraud, we will… pic.twitter.com/MNfkLlOY0R

— JD Vance (@JDVance) May 22, 2026

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