Candace.
You sit there in your performative Catholicism, rosary beads clacking like cheap stage props, and claim the moral high ground while you salivate over the public evisceration of a widow whose husband was murdered in front of the country.
You call it “investigation.”
The rest of us with functioning frontal lobes and actual forensic literacy call it what it is:
character assassination by proxy.
A slow, deliberate attempt to murder a woman’s remaining life in the court of public opinion so you can feed on the carcass for content.
The “Fake-Christian holier-than-thou grift” line is rich coming from a woman who has spent the better part of a year circling Erika Kirk like a hyena that finally smelled blood it didn’t have the courage to spill itself.
You drool. It’s visible.
The eyes go flat, the mouth works a little too hard, the same hungry micro-expressions every malignant narcissist makes when they believe they’ve finally located a softer target who can’t hit back with equal force.
You don’t fear "God."
You don’t fear consequence.
You only fear irrelevance, and a grieving widow who refuses to play your game threatens that more than any critic ever could.
No one fears you.
Least of all the people who have watched you transmute every personal slight into a grand conspiracy and every honest observation into “they’re attacking me because I’m dangerous.”
You are not dangerous.
You are a high-functioning pathology with a microphone.
The same Cluster B architecture that once made you useful as a disruptor now renders you predictable:
escalate, invert, play victim, monetize the wreckage. Rinse. Repeat.
The “soulless ghoul” diagnosis isn’t an insult. It’s clinical observation delivered without the usual institutional cowardice.
You want to posture as the truth-teller who alone sees through the “grift.”
Fine.
Then own the mirror.
A woman who claims Catholic identity while methodically trying to destroy another woman’s reputation, livelihood, and psychological safety in the wake of her husband’s assassination is not practicing the faith.
She is practicing predation with religious camouflage.
The difference is not subtle.
It is the difference between a scalpel and a cleaver swung by someone who enjoys the sound it makes.
Erika Kirk does not have to be perfect to deserve the basic human dignity of not being hunted by a content predator who smells ratings in her grief.
You do not get to redefine “asking questions” as a license for sustained psychological violence and then act shocked when people finally name the pattern out loud.
The pattern was never subtle.
It was only temporarily protected by the same tribal loyalty you now sneer at as “cult.”
You look possessed because the hunger is visible.
The rest of us simply stopped pretending it was anything else.
Pathetic. Truly. And boring as fuck at this point.
@Grey_0G So true. I have not seen what narcissism really looks like, personally, until observing Candace Owens. Now I understand that term better. Her actions are so cruel.
@VanJones68 I hope it is not too late for your party, sincerely. If the democrats are not for this communist agenda, what agenda are they supporting? What does it mean to be a democrat?
@BretWeinstein I used to think you were a smart guy. This is so disappointing to see. Tyler Robinson got stirred up to kill Charlie Kirk and he did. That is the evidence.
I tuned into Joe Rogan yesterday and heard Bernie Sanders' economics, Barack Obama's foreign policy, and Ro Khanna's conspiracy theories.
And then I realized JD Vance was talking.
I want a candidate in 2028 who doesn't mirror the Democrats -- and who can win.
Mr. VP, this is not the way.
https://t.co/VcoYxzy89K
@JeremyDBoreing@bungarsargon I liked him but am more and more concerned with his Tucker alliance. If that is who he is aligned with, he is a hard pass.