Oh boy, here we go. Diane Carman, straight outta the Boulder-Denver elitist bubble, graces us with another eye-rolling op-ed. 🎻 Nothing says in touch with the common folk like reminiscing about a leisurely bike trip through Portugal. Seriously, Diane, who the hell can afford that these days? The middle class is struggling to keep the lights on, and she’s pedaling along cliffs sipping wine and eating custard pastries like she’s living in a travel brochure. 🍷🚴♀️
She clutches her pearls over Trump, calling him “icky” in the most refined way possible, without even pretending to care why people vote for him. Here’s a hint, Diane: It’s the folks who can’t afford an Estes Park weekend getaway, let alone relocate to Portugal when the political winds shift. The same voters who are fed up with crime, fed up with their rent going through the roof, and really fed up with politicians being more concerned about Venezuelan bakeries than the crumbling apartment complexes in Aurora. 🏚️
How many crimes by illegal immigrants would it take to ruffle her feathers? 10? 50? Does Aurora need 20 more neighborhoods swallowed by gangs before she looks up from her Brie platter? 🧀 Her solution? Play the sympathy violin and hope that expat cafes in Europe keep serving her friends steamed clams and cheap wine. This is the problem—elites sneer at the concerns of everyday Americans from the comfort of their cushy vacations.
Here’s an idea, Diane: maybe get off the bike and step into the real world, where people can’t just “switch from news to music” whenever things get uncomfortable.