Eric Swalwell just announced he’s running for governor of California—because apparently scamming donors and living in Washington, D.C. qualifies you to run the fifth-largest economy in the world. This guy strutted onto Jimmy Kimmel’s stage like he was the second coming of Ronald Reagan, declaring he’ll be a “protector and fighter.” Protector of what, exactly? His limo account?
Let’s not forget: Swalwell was recently caught allegedly funneling $10,000 a month to a Jamaican limo driver for “security.” The guy doesn’t have a security license—he owns a limo company in Los Angeles. Meanwhile, Swalwell’s district is in Northern California, and he doesn’t even seem to live there. Investigators can’t find any record of him owning or even renting in California. His actual home is in Washington, D.C. That’s a small problem when the law requires you to live in the state you represent.
But instead of answering those questions, Swalwell is now promising to “modernize” California and “lower costs.” Right. From the guy who thinks blowing donor cash on luxury rides isa good use of money. He says he wants to keep Trump out of “our homes, streets, and lives.” Sorry, Eric—Trump lives rent-free in your head, not ours.
He brags about being the son of two Republicans and a former prosecutor. Great. That makes his current clown show all the more embarrassing. The only thing he’s “fighting” for is his own political survival. And let’s be honest: his chances in a statewide race are about as solid as his California address—which is to say, nonexistent.