The problem with AOC is that she’s right. Not about anything that she says, or does, or thinks, or writes, but that right now, she faithfully represents the young, ignorant, socialist constituency. She’s a city bartender who *just* turned thirty, can’t manage a checkbook, blames big [insert name here] for her trouble, and has had her head filled with Marxist manure through our state indoctrination system. While the left is not alone in this, their penchant to argue via appeal to “authenticity” is closer to their core than ours, and AOC is as “authentic” as it gets. She can be wrong about everything, she can lie about funding, she can act the fool, the hypocrite, the grifter, the demagogue, the saint or the virgin (in the catholic sense), and none of it will so much as ding her sturdy paint.
As far as our system is supposed to produce Representatives which resemble the constituency, there is nothing wrong with AOC. System working as designed.
While Nanny Pelosi’s spindly dog has now caught the armored limousine, the party has a real crisis on its hands — what to do with an unpopular, unsubstantiated, DOA impeachment? And AOC doesn’t care. It works in her favor. If Pelosi et al weren’t already hoist in their long-sought petard, they would have more resources to counter AOC. But Big Nancy is swamped, and the AOC wing of crazy is having a field day smashing vases in the romper room that Pelosi thought was her foyer.
Tsar Nancy sneers at the street Bolsheviks at her peril.