Why I'm Voting for Kamala Harris

A Man's Call for a GOP Reckoning

I never thought I’d say this, but come November, I’m casting my vote for Kamala Harris. Now, let me be crystal clear: I don’t think Harris will be a good president. In fact, I’m almost certain her administration will be a disaster—probably the worst in history, surpassing even the low bars set by both Biden and Trump. Her economic platform, save for the child tax credit, is an abomination. We’re looking at higher inflation, skyrocketing costs for education, housing, and food. The middle class will bear the brunt, and the gap between the haves and have-nots will widen even more. So, why am I voting for her? Because the Republican Party needs a wake-up call, and nothing short of a crushing defeat will deliver it.

But this is more than just a political problem—it’s a philosophical one. Our culture, driven by mysticism and the altruist ethic, has brought us the politics we have today. It’s not just about policies; it’s about the underlying beliefs that have poisoned our society. The rot is deep, and it’s pervasive.

Last night, I was at my buddy’s house, and in his backyard, on the property line, there was a dead tree. My friend was actually happy that the tree had died, even joking that he might have poisoned it because it was blocking the sunlight he needed for his garden. But the truth is, the tree didn’t die because he poisoned it. More likely, it succumbed to some natural illness or insects. Still, the tree was dead, and it needs to be cut down before it falls or the disease spreads to other trees. That tree is what America can become if we’re not careful. It’s been destroyed by forces on both the Left and the Right—the nihilistic progressives, the anti-racists, the professors, the priests, and the thieving corporatists who use the government as their army to steal from everyday people. The tree is rotting, and if we don’t cut it down soon, whether through black or red ink, it will collapse and take everything else with it.

I’m 41 years old, and I grew up on a steady diet of talk radio, specifically WABC 770am. I was eight years old when I first started listening. Back then, conservatism wasn’t perfect, but the 90s were undeniably a better time for this country. The Republican Party, while flawed, still had a coherent vision rooted in the principles of individual responsibility and liberty. Fast forward to today, and that party is a grotesque caricature of its former self, hijacked by populism and authoritarianism. Trump is the epitome of this decline, and I’m hoping for nothing less than an absolute drubbing—I'm talking about a 100+ loss in the electoral college. I want him to slink away into the night, humiliated and forgotten. And while we’re at it, I hope the Democrats take the Senate and House too.

Why? Because the GOP needs to learn a lesson. The party of Goldwater, of freedom, has been destroyed by a bunch of populist authoritarians who wouldn’t know liberty if it bit them in the ass. Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine that the Democrats would have the gall to claim they are the pro-freedom party in America—and with some shred of truth, no less. The same Democrats who advocate for more government intervention, more regulation, more taxes, and more redistribution now stand on the podium of freedom. This, my friends, is a clear indicator of how far the GOP has fallen.

“Freedom” in America today has become a perverted concept. The Democrats have successfully co-opted it, taking concrete issues like abortion access (which I support) and punishing price gougers (which I see as an anti-concept), and twisted them into a rallying cry for their version of freedom. Freedom from greedy corporations, freedom from the clutches of evangelical Christians, freedom to get whatever you need from the government. They’ve turned freedom into a euphemism for entitlements and moral license.

But let’s not kid ourselves—the GOP is complicit in this mess. For decades, they have chipped away at true liberty, whittling it down until it’s barely recognizable. You can’t be for liberty and also support massive farm subsidies. You can’t champion freedom while seriously deliberating who can marry whom or who can have consensual sex with whom. You can’t proclaim yourself the party of freedom while spending trillions on endless wars that leave us worse off than before. And you certainly can’t be the party of liberty while allowing the largest corporations to rig the system in their favor, shutting out competition and enriching themselves on the backs of young Americans.

The concept of “freedom” as envisioned by our Founders—most notably in the Declaration of Independence, which is arguably the most important document in American history—has been thoroughly gutted by the GOP and their populist offspring. There’s no repairing this. The Democrats, incredibly, have seized the mantle of “freedom,” which is both insane and revealing. Progressives like Harris, who would have been right at home on a modern-day plantation with their PhDs and fancy titles, are now seen as the torchbearers of liberty.

The culture has shifted too much—too altruistic, too mystical, too racist and bigoted in its own way. We’re more worried about a few kids getting hormone blockers than about the fact that Boomers are draining the wallets of the young. We’re so blinded by culture wars that we’ve lost sight of the real enemy: generational theft, the transfer of wealth from young to old, from renters to homeowners, from labor to capital.

I’m casting my vote for Kamala Harris not because I believe in her, but because I believe in what her victory could represent: the final, undeniable proof that the Republican Party has lost its way. Maybe, just maybe, after a resounding defeat, the GOP can rediscover its roots and become the resistance party again, like it was in the 90s. But I’m not holding my breath. The culture is too far gone. Still, I hope that a new block of younger voters—those under 45—will rise up, crossing party and ideological lines to stop the looting of America by the septuagenarians and octogenarians who are driving this country into the ground.

In the meantime, I’ll hold my nose and vote for Kamala Harris, not because she’s the right choice, but because she’s the choice that might finally push the GOP to confront the monster it has become. And just like that dead tree in my friend’s backyard, something has to be done before the rot spreads too far.