… then eats concrete.

2025, folks.

In a perfect follow-up to my post on the sort of woman who are now the core of the Democrat Party, AWFL People, comes this odd little story from New York about one Alberta Testanero, the concrete eater in the photos above, which journalist Jeff Cunningham has some more fun with, starting with the setup:

A freelance creative director for Tiffany & Co., Coach, and Kate Spade, Alberta is the kind of professional who describes herself — on LinkedIn, naturally — as “an experienced team leader with a keen understanding of corporate strategy… always furthering brand vision.”

There’s a photo of her with a White Wine in hand (because of course) and let’s just say from the start that running while chasing someone, was a mistake from the start when even moving quickly to the wine bar could cause ambulatory problems. But then she undoubtedly voted for Biden so…

Testanero convened a focus group of one. “If you fucking voted for Trump, you’re a racist!” she hissed, jabbing the air like a malfunctioning metronome.

We should invite her to comment here at NM. Actually she may already be doing so.

The man looked up, startled, bemused — always a dangerous move when a brimstone preacher’s mid-sermon. “How can I be racist?” he asked. “I’m highly educated.”

“Oh, are you?” she snapped, narrowing her eyes through layers of couture indignation. “Then why are you wearing that hat? Only uneducated people wear that.” Again with the demographics — a true marketing maven.

And there it was. The salon style of the curated class: where intelligence is not earned, it’s worn. Like linen in July — light, loud, and always label-forward.

This is the part that’s deeply funny, as opposed to the slapstick to come, which has since generated millions of social media comments and more than a few memes.

But the crowd had turned. Straphangers bristled. One muttered, “That’s why he won — people like you.” 

True – and she’ll never know that. But read the rest of his account of the event.

We on the Right need more Alberta Testanero’s, and fortunately there appears to be an endless supply, along with their frightened husbands and “male” partners – if they have any that is.