Failed reality star turned leftist podcaster Jennifer Welch is at it again. When she's not opening an episode of Tales from the Crypt, she's pushing an extreme left-wing narrative that is high in passion but low on anything of substance.
She's a joke, but she doesn't seem to understand that.
Recently, she decided to tell all of us Trump supporters where we could and couldn't eat.
She's not the first to try and make this so-called argument, and she's not going to be the last. Welch, like so many of her fellow screeching harpies, continues to equate illegal immigration and legal immigration, and thinks that opposing the former somehow means you oppose the latter.
And, if you oppose immigration, how dare you eat Mexican food? Take your fat butts back to Cracker Barrel.
First, going to Cracker Barrel ain't exactly a punishment.
Second, the great thing about living in a free society is that the Jennifer Welches of the world don't get a say in where I go to eat. I can eat at one of the local Mexican places--owned and staffed by legal immigrants--or at my favorite Chinese restaurant, which is also owned by the family of a legal immigrant, or any of a thousand other places here filled with ethnic cuisine, and largely the result of legal immigration.
Again, Welch isn't breaking new ground on her demands here. Of course, she doesn't exactly break new ground with anything she spouts to her audience of AWFULs (Affluent White Female Urban Liberals) who pretend they're really the saviors of the human race. She's just parroting what others have said and saying it as angrily as possible, because that makes it even more important.
To Welch, I'll point out that I have the audacity to walk into any restaurant I please because I don't seem to think "Mexican restaurant" translates into "illegal immigrants everywhere." I don't see people's ethnicities and automatically assume they crossed the Rio Grande in the dark of night or anything. I let ICE handle the immigration question and otherwise go about my life doing as I please.
And honestly, if it galls you and gets you worked up and upset, that's just a pleasant bonus.
Because if anyone listens to you, they'll be worked up about it, too, and that just makes me giggle.
The great thing about living in the land of the free is that I'm free to do all the things people like Welch and her audience despise me for doing. I can have all the audacity in the world and, as of right now, they're powerless to stop me.
In fact, I encourage every Trump supporter to eat at their favorite Mexican place this week in honor of Welch and her comments. Tacos are for everyone, after all, and a good chicken enchilada is a gift from above, and if some leftist harpy is upset that we're eating those things because of who we voted for, it might just make them taste that much better.
The best way to win is to just live our lives according to our principles, then laugh at them when they think our principles mean something else entirely.