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James Carville may be a charlatan, but he’s known for his occasional straight talk, and he isn’t holding back these days, especially as Biden’s approval ratings crater. At one point, Carville compared Biden’s poll numbers to seeing your grandma naked—yep, pretty startling and uncomfortable stuff. Also, Carville is finally calling out the batsh*t crazy woman in his party and blaming them for everything that’s wrong with this country. Well, okay, he might not have put it exactly that way, but we all know that’s what he was probably trying to say, right?

Here’s exactly what Carville said to Maureen Dowd of the New York Times:

“A suspicion of mine is that there are too many preachy females” dominating the culture of his party. “‘Don’t drink beer. Don’t watch football. Don’t eat hamburgers. This is not good for you.’ The message is too feminine: ‘Everything you’re doing is destroying the planet. You’ve got to eat your peas.’

“If you listen to Democratic elites — NPR is my go-to place for that — the whole talk is about how women, and women of color, are going to decide this election. I’m like: ‘Well, 48 percent of the people that vote are males. Do you mind if they have some consideration?’”

Ah yes, “preachy females” or “Karens” or whatever other name you want to pin on these loud-mouthed, bossy, woke “girl bosses.”

As everyone on the left scrambles to pin down the cause of Biden’s sinking popularity, the simplest explanation might be that he’s a senile old buffoon pushing unpopular policies. However, Carville is onto something. He thinks that the Democratic Party’s issue lies with having too many “preachy women.” And he thinks these preachy ladies aren’t just hurting Biden but dragging down the entire party. This bold and true statement really ruffled some feathers.

In the Dowd interview, Carville also described having to step down from his teaching position at LSU after student complaints—which, knowing Carville’s comment, probably came from a bunch of preachy females.

The New York Times:

A few years ago, when James Carville was teaching at Louisiana State University, he heard that one of his students had gotten into the school of her dreams to work on an advanced degree. He wanted to toast her.

“I get a $25 champagne and four plastic flutes,” he recalled, “and I said to the students: ‘All right. You are not going to get out of James Carville’s class unless you know how to properly open a bottle of champagne.’

“I said: ‘Here’s what you’re going to do. You don’t pop it like you see in the movies or you’re going to poke somebody’s eye out. You take the foil off. Now you’re going to take a dishcloth, and you’re going to execute the classic counterclockwise movement. The bottle is going to go one way; the cork is going to go the other way. You just ease it out, and the sound that you are looking for is the sigh of a satisfied woman.’

“The next Tuesday, the dean comes into my office and he said: ‘I’m closing the door. We need to have a talk.’”

A female student had complained about the sighing line.

He wanted to mutter to the dean, “Her boyfriend has never heard that sound,” but he simply said, “OK, I’ll endeavor to do better.”

But this is the Ragin’ Cajun we’re talking about, so “do better” really meant “go further”: “I went back in the classroom, and I told the Gilbert Gottfried joke from ‘The Aristocrats,’” Carville continued. “I said: ‘Girl, you wanted me to get in trouble? This is what you do when all is lost and you’re up against the wall.’ Of course, it’s the grossest joke ever.”
Nobody puts Bayou Baby in a corner. The experience soured his joy in teaching at his alma mater.

“This was L.S. freaking U., not Oberlin,” he said. “It was terrible. I wouldn’t take the coeds to dinner after class. I would take the male students. I was scared to death in my job. I was like: ‘I don’t need L.S.U.’s money. I don’t need to drive up there and listen to that crap.’ I just said: ‘That’s it. I’m done. This is not for me.’”

Radar Online also had this to say about Carville’s comments:

Carville, who is from Louisiana and is often referred to by the nickname “the Ragin’ Cajun,” went on to complain that “woke stuff is killing us,” deriding the left’s use of terms like “Latinx” and “communities of color.”

“No one wants to live like this,” he continued. “Who ever thought it was a good idea to tell people you can’t hug them or you’ve got to be careful or you’ve got to think about names to call them other than the name you know them by? There’s nothing wrong with me being white or you being white or them being Black or me being male or you being female. It’s a giant, stupid argument.”

When it comes to preachy Democrat women, a lot of names pop up, but AOC often leads the pack. She’s always got a bee in her bonnet, particularly about the environment. This angsty millennial doesn’t miss a beat to get on her soapbox, ready to lecture at any opportunity.

Jasmine Crockett’s another one on the pulpit, though she’s not exactly cutting-edge in the choir of voices.

And then there was the time Elon Musk famously dubbed Liz Warren “Senator Karen.”

Biden’s go-to spokesperson is another one for the pulpit, but her sermons are all about propaganda.

And the queen bee of Democratic sermonizers? None other than Hillary Clinton.

There is a never-ending supply of more “preachy females” on the left, but here’s something we’re actually rooting for: their continued “Karen” behavior. Their nagging, complaining, and relentless hen-pecking are driving Americans away from the Democrat Party by the masses.

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