Kathy Hochul, New York’s governor with a face like a dropped pie, has sunk to new lows defending her corrupt buddy, Letitia James at a press conference used also to push a communist terror buddy into the office of NYC Mayor. Yes, they are that stupid.
On October 9, 2025, Hochul took to X, whining that the feds nailing James for bank fraud is a Trump-led “witch hunt.”
She called James a beacon of “integrity.” Leteitia James is not a beacon of integrity. She’s a big fat buoy of stupidity and ineptitude floating in NY Harbor.
This is the same Hochul who clapped like a trained seal (which she physically resembles) when James built her career on trying to bury Donald Trump. Now, with James caught red-handed, Hochul’s crocodile tears are pure political slime.
Let’s rewind. James, New York’s AG since 2019, made her name vowing to lock up Trump. That’s been her entire raison d’etre as an AG. She ran in 2018 promising to go after him, no matter what. By 2022, she hit paydirt with a civil fraud case, claiming Trump inflated his assets. The court agreed, because it’s made up of dumb broads and minorities, and smacked Orange-man-bad with a $355 million fine, now over $500 million with interest.
Trump’s team screamed it was a political hit job (which it was).
James soaked up the spotlight, her ego ballooning while her own dirty laundry stayed hidden.
Fast forward to 2025. Trump’s back in power, and the DOJ flips the game. On October 9, a Virginia grand jury indicts James for mortgage fraud. The dirt? She lied on loan papers for a Norfolk, Virginia house, claiming it as a “secondary residence” to score a cheap $109,600 loan and save nearly $19,000.
Truth? She rented it out, breaking the rules she signed.
Then there’s her Brooklyn scam: listing a building with five units instead of four and, weirdly, claiming her dad as her spouse on documents. These are federal crimes—bank fraud and false statements. If convicted, she’s toast, facing years behind bars.
This isn’t some flimsy setup. The evidence is ironclad: unsealed records, a homebuilder’s DOJ letter, and a grand jury that didn’t buy James’s “who, me?” act. She’s pleading not guilty, with a trial set for October 24, but let’s be real—she’s guilty. Those papers don’t fake themselves.
Hochul, though, acts like James is Mother Teresa. Her X post called it a DOJ “weaponization” to punish a “strong lawmaker.” Strong? More like a strong fraud.
Hochul’s just covering her own not-twerk-worthy backside, hoping to rally Dems before her 2026 re-election against Elise Stefanik, who’s already dunking on her.
Stefanik’s loving this, blasting James for “weaponizing” her office while taxpayers foot the bill for her mess. Hochul even tucked a $10 million defense fund into the state budget for crooks like James, though James claims she won’t touch it.
Smart move—doesn’t hide the stench.
X is a circus: Trump fans plaster Hochul’s droopy mug on memes, calling her and James the “Fraud Twins.” Dems dodge James’s lies, screeching about Trump’s revenge. Spare us. They cheered when James hunted Trump; now they’re shocked the hunter’s caught? That’s karma, served ice-cold.
Hochul’s defense is a pathetic loyalty stunt. Her party’s rotting from the top, and she’s too shameless to care. James’s Norfolk house—cute yellow exterior, pure filth inside—sums up their whole act. Evidence doesn’t bend to grudges, and James’s lies are laid bare. Guilty as charged.
Hochul’s not just ugly on the outside; her soul’s a dumpster fire, propping up a crook to save her own skin. New Yorkers deserve better than this clown show. Let James crash, and let Hochul’s poll numbers sink with her. Popcorn’s ready.
