Please, AOC, Save the Democrats (and Run Against Schumer)

Oh please. Pretty please. With a double-shot of soy-based climate-approved whipped topping on top.

Let’s all take a collective moment of appreciation for Rep. Jasmine Crockett (D-TX), who recently graced us with her profound political insight by casually floating the idea that Senate Majority Leader Chuck Schumer might be due for a little “Democratic donor talk,” the kind that sounds suspiciously like what happened right before Joe Biden was shoved under the campaign bus and left to leak approval ratings all over Pennsylvania Avenue.

You see, Crockett (of eyebrow meme fame) thinks Schumer’s recent slap on the wrist to Benjamin Netanyahu was too mild. Not progressive enough. Not vicious enough. Not *Squad-y* enough.

And in Crockett’s world—and the world of the gloriously unelectable wing of the Democratic Party—nothing short of full-throated, foaming-at-the-mouth, Occupy-style denouncement of Israel will do.

Which brings me to the woman of the hour: Rep. Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez. The latte revolutionary. The queen of the green dreams. The influencer-turned-lawmaker-turned-Instagram-political-theorist.  

If you really want to finish the job on this self-immolating circus known as the modern Democratic Party, there’s just one thing left to do: **run against Chuck Schumer in 2028.**

Better yet? Do it *now*.

Seriously, this is your moment. The Squad’s moment. The TikTok-tuned, climate-panicked, Israel-despising, gender-studies-brunching hard-left flank of the party is already driving the clown car. Why not take the wheel and floor it?

Crockett is out here telling everyone that party donors are plotting to give Chuck the boot. And who better to replace him than someone who makes Elizabeth Warren look like Calvin Coolidge?

Just imagine the campaign slogan: *“AOC 2028: Because Moderation is for Fascists.”*

Let’s not pretend this is a fringe idea anymore. The Democrats have been slow-dripping their party platform through a syringe of Marxist ideology for years now. But lately, they’re not even pretending to hide it. Between Bernie Sanders giving speeches to crowds of 34,000 (which he triumphantly declared his “biggest ever!”—aww, how cute), and the Squad moonwalking away from every position even remotely tethered to reality, we’re watching a party cannibalize itself with reckless joy.

To put that Sanders crowd into perspective: Trump held rallies in 2024 with upwards of 100,000 people—*outside*, in the cold, while half the media swore he was irrelevant. So congrats, Bernie. You packed a local soccer field. Meanwhile, Trump packs stadiums like he’s the Rolling Stones on Red Bull.

Now, back to Jasmine Crockett’s sudden enlightenment about party leadership. When you’ve got junior House members publicly theorizing about primarying the Senate Majority Leader, you know you’ve lost the script.

But you know what? I’m all for it. Go big or go home, right?

The Democrats are flailing. Biden’s polling numbers are in the Mariana Trench. Kamala Harris polls worse than food poisoning. And the Squad is out here telling the country that *they* represent the “future” of the party. Well, if that future looks like burning down energy independence, releasing violent criminals, gender-transitioning 12-year-olds, and holding pro-Hamas rallies on the Capitol lawn—by all means, let’s expedite it.

Don’t just primary Schumer—primary *everyone* who isn’t a card-carrying member of the “America Last” brigade.

Because let’s be real: the Democratic Party has never been more in need of a complete and total takeover by its loudest, least informed members.

Forget moderates like Joe Manchin—they’re already persona non grata. Even Schumer, who has practically bent over backwards to appease the far left for the last decade, isn’t radical enough anymore.

So let’s clear the decks. Hand the reins over to AOC, Crockett, Ilhan Omar, Rashida Tlaib, Cori Bush, and Bernie Sanders. Let the world see what you *really* believe. No more masks. No more triangulation. No more pretending to care about the middle class.

Tax the rich! (Unless they’re Democratic donors.)  
Cancel rent! (But keep Pelosi’s Napa mansion.)  
Abolish ICE! (And let everyone in, except maybe Elon Musk.)  
Defund the police! (But only in red states.)  
Free Palestine! (And send the bill to Israel.)  
Green New Deal! (Just don’t ask how it’s paid for.)

Please. I am *begging* you. Make AOC the face of the Senate. Send Chuck Schumer off into political retirement where he can write sad op-eds about how he was once the “centrist” glue holding a burning clown car together.

Let’s see how voters respond to a party openly run by a bartender with a Wi-Fi connection and a socialist from Vermont whose idea of “economic policy” is handing out everyone else’s money.

Because here's the truth: when Americans see what happens when the Squad takes the wheel—when they get a taste of $7 gas, foreign policy dictated by hashtags, and national security filtered through identity politics—they snap back to sanity real quick.

That's why their approval rating sits at a glorious 27%. That’s not a majority. That’s not even a solid minority. That’s an intervention waiting to happen.

So yes, AOC, please run. Unleash your full ideological fury on Chuck Schumer. Go scorched-earth on the last barely-breathing vestiges of common sense left in your party.

Because the more America sees of your “vision,” the faster they’ll run back to the Constitution, capitalism, and good old-fashioned common sense.

And we, the real voters of America—the ones who love this country, raise our kids with values, and understand that freedom isn’t a government program—will thank you.

With a red tsunami.

Again.

And again.

And again.