Ah, Tim Walz. Minnesota's very own Great and Powerful Oz, puffing out smoke and mirrors to dazzle the rubes while hiding his utter lack of substance. But pull back that curtain, folks, and what do you see? A shameless charlatan exploiting one of the state's most gut-wrenching tragedies for cheap political points. And in the wake of the horrific shooting at Annunciation Catholic Church in Minneapolis—where a deranged nutjob gunned down two innocent kids, ages 8 and 10, and wounded at least 17 more, mostly children—Walz is cranking the machine into overdrive. It's disgusting, it's vile, and it's classic Democrat playbook.
Let's rewind: It's been just over a week since that nightmare unfolded during a peaceful Mass. Families shattered, a community in shock, kids praying for their lives turned into targets. What did Minnesotans need? Healing. Support. Maybe even a governor who acts like a leader instead of a carnival barker. What did we get? The Left's immediate, slimy pivot to gun-grabbing hysteria. "Thoughts and prayers" mocked as empty platitudes. The shooter's twisted ideology swept under the rug or outright defended by the usual suspects. And fundraising—oh, the fundraising! Everytown and their ilk blasting emails for donations before the blood was even dry. Shameless? You bet.
But Walz? He's taking it to a whole new level of sleaze. This guy struts in front of the cameras, declaring a special legislative session to ram through extreme gun-control bills—so radical, even his fellow Dems couldn't stomach them two years ago when they held total power. Assault weapons bans? Storage requirements that hobble response when seconds count? All while ignoring the real culprits: violent thugs walking free and mentally ill folks left to fester on the streets thanks to soft-on-crime policies. And get this—he's not even pretending to negotiate with Republicans. No, he wants "tough votes." Translation: Force us to vote no on his doomed nonsense so he can sling mud in 2026 ads. Pure theater. A dog-and-pony show on the graves of dead children. Is there a lower low?
For those not steeped in St. Paul sausage-making, let's break it down. The Minnesota House is deadlocked: 67 Republicans, 67 Democrats after 2024's nail-biter. Rules? Bipartisan or bust. No majority means no steamrolling. Committees have co-chairs from both sides; bills need consensus to even get a hearing. Special session? It's a reset—bills start from scratch, same hurdles. Want to fast-track? The you need a supermajority of 90 votes to declare "urgency." Good luck with that in our split house without sweet-talking the other side.
If Walz were serious—ha!—he'd be huddled with leaders from all caucuses, hammering out a deal before even hinting at calling everyone back. Signed agreement in hand, something might actually pass. But no. He grandstands first, then "informs" us Republicans like we're afterthoughts. Chaos will ensue: random motions, clown-show debates, nothing gets done. It's not incompetence; it's calculated. Walz isn't about protecting kids or fixing problems. He's about power. Raw, naked ambition. And using murdered children as props? That's not leadership; that's sociopathic.
Don't believe me? Look at the Dems' rap sheet. Earlier this year, House Democrats pulled a month-long tantrum, boycotting session start after one of theirs—Curtis Johnson—got booted for residency fraud. (Shocker: He didn't live in his district.) That gave us a temporary majority, so they denied quorum like their petulant counterparts who fled Texas this summer. Walz tried covering with an illegal special election—slapped down by a judge. They crawled back, tails tucked, having embarrassed themselves and stiffed voters. Heroes of democracy? Please. Self-serving narcissists, every one.
So, how do Republicans respond to this farce? Boycott? Tempting—after all, we're mostly outstaters with real jobs, families, and long drives to St. Paul. Why play extras in Walz's bad movie? But unlike those Dem crybabies, we show up. It's our job.
Me? I'm not biting my tongue. On the floor, in debates, I'll call this out for the reprehensible stunt it is. Dems will interrupt with points of order— their go-to for shutting down truth—but it just makes them look pettier. Moral high ground? We've got it. They're wallowing in the mud.
Folks, this is 2025. Thanks to alternative media and platforms like X, the body politic ain't buying the illusions anymore. Walz's light show? Fizzling out. Minnesotans deserve real fixes: Beef up mental health support, hold criminals accountable, secure schools without trampling rights. Not this performative BS from a governor whose slogan might as well be "Utterly Shameless."
Pull that curtain, Toto. The wizard's just a hack.
