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I knew I was the candidate in the strongest position to win. The most qualified and ready. The highest name recognition. A powerful donor base. And I also knew, as he did, that I was the only person who would preserve his legacy. At this point, anyone else was bound to throw him—and all the good he had achieved—right under the bus.
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Doug, at a watch party with Hollywood donors, was getting an earful. Rob Reiner had screamed at him: “We’re going to lose our fucking democracy and it’s your fault!”
The @KamalaHQ TikTok would be a five-person Gen Z team in their twenties. We would give them a few rules of the road and then let them trick it out. Insta would have a Millennial flavor, X would be directed at political junkies, and Facebook would target the Boomers.
“Predators who abused women, fraudsters who ripped off consumers, cheaters who broke the rules for their own gain. So, hear me when I say… I know Donald Trump’s type.”
