Given he represented a D+19 Congressional district in California, Swalwell was often used as the attack dog by his Democrat colleagues. Specifically, he could give Dems in swing districts political cover by advocating for some of the most insane leftist policy. As such, his vulnerable colleagues could have plausible deniability if there were attempts to bring such looniness to the mainstream. In that vain, I often viewed Swalwell as a west coast Anthony Weiner. That is, he appeared to be little more than an egomaniacal, power hungry leftist who was using his time in Congress as a stepping stone to something greater. For Weiner, it was Mayor of New York City. And for Swalwell is was Governor of California (only after his 2020 presidential run predictably crashed and burned). How ironic that, much like Weiner, Swalwell allowed his base urges to ruin his aspirations. Not only did this result in Swalwell suspending his gubernatorial campaign, but also forced him to resign his Congressional seat. And the warp speed at which he went from being anointed the next gov of Cali to a unemployed loser needs to be studied for the history books.
As I write this, there are multiple women who have come forward to allege that Swalwell sexually assaulted/harassed them. And as much as I am tempted to pig pile upon that smug jackass, I can't help but think of what his wife and three young children are having to endure. While Mrs. Swalwell likely understood that the spouse of a high profile politician will be under at least a modicum of scrutiny, I'm guessing she wasn't prepared for her husband to abuse his power and morph into a complete dirtbag.
While we can rejoice that an elected official like Swalwell has slinked away from public life, our celebration should be tempered by the fact his ilk are like cockroaches: you can stomp out one, but such action only serves to attract more.
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