He’s a Political Moron and Only Political Morons Will Vote for Him.
Listen up, New Yorkers, because the clock is ticking toward November 4, and if you let this clown Zohran Mamdani waltz into Gracie Mansion, you’ll wake up to a city run like a Soviet bread line—except instead of bread, you’ll get empty promises and skyrocketing taxes.
This 33-year-old Queens assemblyman, with his scruffy beard and that smug grin like he just discovered Marxism in a college dorm, isn’t some fresh-faced reformer. No, he’s a full-throated communist wrapped in the flimsy foil of “democratic socialism.”
It’s the same tired euphemism every demented red-flag-waving misfit uses to sound cuddly while plotting to seize your paycheck and your freedoms.
Mamdani calls himself a socialist?
Please. That’s code for the same scum ideology that starved millions in the Gulags, turned Cambodia into a killing field, and left Venezuela eating zoo animals.
And the morons lining up to vote for him? They’re either history-illiterate toddlers playing at revolution or self-loathing suckers who think “equity” means handing the keys to the kingdom to a guy who’d nationalize your bodega — except the stuff on the shelves is even more expired than what’s already out there.
Let’s cut the crap: Mamdani’s no accidental radical. Born to Ugandan Indian parents—one a filmmaker, the other a “theorist,” He’s been marinated in anti-capitalist bile since birth. He even raps about it, for God’s sake.
Mamdani is the misbegotten hip-hop twin who was absorbed in the womb. In other words, he is a big city idiot born to two village idiots.
Back in 2021, at a Young Democratic Socialists of America confab, he straight-up preached “seizing the means of production,” that Marxist wet dream where the state grabs factories, farms, and your grandma’s rent-stabilized walk-up.
…and the imbeciles who will vote for him.
He’s pushing city-owned grocery stores, a $30-an-hour minimum wage by 2030, and taxing the rich until they’re fleeing to Florida faster than rats from a sinking ship. Sound familiar? It’s the blueprint for every failed communist experiment from Moscow to Mao’s China, where “equality” meant bread rationing and firing squads for dissenters.
Mamdani doesn’t know—won’t admit—the history because admitting it would shatter his childlike fantasy that this time, it’ll work. But it won’t. It’ll just turn the Big Apple into the Big Shith*ole with bread lines snaking down Broadway and commissars like him deciding who eats.
And don’t get me started on his anti-Israel poison, which reeks of the same Jew-hating rot that festered in the Bolshevik cellars. This guy’s not just critical of Netanyahu; he’s vowed to arrest the Israeli prime minister if he sets foot in New York, citing some bogus International Criminal Court warrant for “crimes against humanity.” That’s not policy; that’s a blood libel wrapped in faux humanitarianism.
He’s defended chants of “globalize the intifada”—that vile call for violent uprising that echoes the synagogue bombings and campus pogroms we’ve seen spike since October 7.
Jewish groups like the ADL (which is a shell of its former self) have nailed him for it, calling out his refusal to condemn Hamas’s baby-killers outright. He won’t say they should disarm. He tears up on camera, whining about being called an antisemite, but where’s the outrage for the Jewish kids slaughtered at a music festival? Mamdani’s the type who’d blame the victims while virtue-signaling at a pro-Palestine rally.
It’s sick, it’s slimy, and it’s straight out of the communist playbook: divide and conquer by pitting “oppressed” against the West, with Jews as the eternal scapegoat. Worse, the idiots cheering him on are a gallery of grotesques. You’ve got the Woodstock zombies—those tie-dye relics still high on ’60s nostalgia, mistaking Mamdani for a flower child instead of the hammer-and-sickle hack he is. They vote for him because it feels groovy, like protesting the draft without the draft dodging. Then there are the self-hating Jews, a tragic parade of masochists who loathe their own heritage so much they’ll back a guy who’d turn the Lower East Side into a no-go zone for anyone wearing a Star of David.
Polls show a chunk of Jewish New Yorkers eyeing him, blinded by some fever dream of progressive utopia. Wake up, Morty! This isn’t 1969. Woodstock had its load out over 50 years ago. It’s 2025, and your “ally” is the same breed who cheered Stalin’s purges while ignoring the Yiddish poets vanishing into the night.
These voters aren’t enlightened; they’re enablers, trading synagogue safety for a hashtag that spells their doom. And the rest? Well, apart from your usual cast of nitwits who vote straight across the gimme-free -stuff line, you’ve got your brain-dead millennials and Gen-Z snowflakes, scrolling TikTok for “justice” while ignoring the body count of every socialist strange notion.
They’re morons, all of them—child-brained fools who think communism failed because it wasn’t “democratic” enough, not because it’s a meat grinder for human ambition.
Mamdani’s rise is a fad, a herpetic pimple on the ass of American politics, pumped up by DSA fanatics and AOC wannabes who mistake outrage for governance.
He stunned the primary in June, beating out has-beens like Andrew Cuomo because New Yorkers are fed up—with sanity, apparently. But front-runner status doesn’t make him mayor; it makes him a target for the reality check he desperately needs.
Trump nailed it, calling him a “100% communist lunatic,” and even fact-checkers squirm because deep down, they know the label sticks. Mamdani dodges it like a cockroach in the light—”I’m a democratic socialist!”—but again, it’s a euphemism, like lipstick on Stalin’s pig.
His plans? Hike taxes to 52% on working stiffs, defund cops while crime festers, and open “sanctuary” floodgates for every migrant with a sob story. It’s not compassion; it’s collapse, engineered by a man too immature to grasp that freedom isn’t free—it’s earned, not expropriated.
New York, you’ve got one shot to dodge this bullet. Elect Mamdani, and you’ll get the history lesson you deserve; empty shelves, secret police, and a skyline dimmed by blackouts. He’s not a leader; he’s a leech, sucking the life from the city that built empires.
His supporters? Pathetic parasites, too dim to read a history book or too deranged to care. Call them what they are: imbeciles, idiots, the intellectual equivalent of flat-earthers at a globe convention. They hate America enough to vote for its funeral.
Mamdani embodies everything wrong with the modern left—vapid, vicious, and void of victory. Send him back to rapping in his basement. Vote against this moron or prepare to live in the morass he makes. The Empire City deserves better than a communist cosplay act. Fight back or fold.
