Kamala Harris gets lunch with noted race hustler and anti-Semite Al Sharpton

Sen. Kamala Harris, D-Calif., grabbed lunch Thursday afternoon with MSNBC’s Al Sharpton, marking the sleaziest example of a presidential hopeful kissing up to a well-known garbage person since 2016, back when the entire GOP primary field lined up to kiss the ring of Rep. Steve King, R-Iowa.

No one ever said running for president was a pretty business. Courting political support sometimes means cozying up to noted anti-Semites and race hustlers.

The New York Post reports:

Sharpton and Harris spent half an hour inside the famed eatery, talking about criminal justice issues and economic inequality.

Photographers lined the window and snapped shots as the two carried on over her chicken and waffles order, while Sharpton stuck with diet-friendly banana slices and toast.

Afterward, Sharpton said the sit-down was no endorsement.


For the record: Sharpton is a genuinely despicable human being. In case you’ve forgotten why, my Washington Examiner colleague Philip Klein published the receipts way back in 2011:

Sharpton first became a major public figure during the 1987 Tawana Brawley case, in which he claimed the black teenage girl had been abducted and raped by a white gang that included an assistant district attorney in Dutchess County, Steven Pagones. In numerous media appearances Sharpton pointed the finger at Pagones and declared a racist cover-up by law enforcement – with zero evidence to support his claims. In 1988, a grand jury cleared Pagones of any wrongdoing, finding that the alleged incident never even happened. But the damage was already done. Pagones’s career as a prosecutor was over, he and his family were under constant death threats and his marriage eventually broke up under the resulting stresses. In 1998, Pagones won a defamation suit against Sharpton, but Sharpton refused to pay the $65,000 in damages owed, claiming he didn’t have the money. After nearly three years of foot dragging, Sharpton supporters paid the debt on his behalf, but he has never apologized to Pagones.

In July 1991, a controversy erupted when Leonard Jeffries, a professor at New York’s City College gave a speech blasting “rich Jews” for financing the slave trade and for controlling Hollywood so they could “put together a system of destruction for Black people.”

Sharpton rushed to defend Jeffries, and in the middle of the swirling controversy, declared, “If the Jews want to get it on, tell them to pin their yarmulkes back and come over to my house.”

A day after Sharpton made that comment, in August 1991, a Jewish driver accidently ran over a 7-year old black boy named Gavin Cato in Crown Heights, Brooklyn, and an anti-Semitic riot broke out in which Jewish rabbinical scholar Yankel Rosenbaum was stabbed to death. Instead of calling for calm, Sharpton incited the rioters, leading marches in the streets that included chants of “No Justice, No Peace!” and “Kill the Jews!” At a funeral for the boy who had been run over, Sharpton said, “The world will tell us he was killed by accident. Yes, it was a social accident. … It’s an accident to allow an apartheid ambulance service in the middle of Crown Heights. … Talk about how Oppenheimer in South Africa sends diamonds straight to Tel Aviv and deals with the diamond merchants right here in Crown Heights.” For those unfamiliar, “diamond merchants” was a thinly-veiled reference to Jewish jewelers.

After an investigation, no indictment was made of the driver who had accidently run over Cato, and he left for Israel. Sharpton flew there in an attempt to “hunt down” the driver and hand him a civil law suit. According to the Daily News, at Tel Aviv’s Ben Gurion Airport, a woman spotted Sharpton and shouted, “Go to hell!” Sharpton yelled back: “I am in hell already. I am in Israel.”


There’s so much more where that comes from. If you can believe it, the examples continue:

About four years after the Crown Heights affair, in 1995, Al Sharpton, through his National Action Network, injected himself in a landlord-tenant dispute in Harlem, which soon turned deadly. As recounted in Fred Siegel’s book Prince of the City, a black Pentecostal church raised the rent of its Jewish tenant, who owned the store Freddy’s Fashion Mart, so the Jewish owner in turn raised the rent on his black sub-tenant, who ran a record store. Sharpton immediately saw an opening for racial demagoguery, and went on radio, declaring, “We will not stand by and allow them to move this brother so that some white interloper can expand his business on 125th Street.” His underling, Morris Powell, vowed, “This street will burn. We are going to see to it that this cracker suffers.”

Protesters led by Sharpton’s National Action Network picketed outside the store day after day, referring to Jews as “bloodsuckers” and threatening, “We’re going to burn and loot the Jews.” The demonstrators also struck matches and threw them into the store’s doorway. Two months into the protest, one of the demonstrators stormed into the store armed with a gun, and burned the place to the ground, killing seven people, and shooting himself.


Yet, despite all of this, Sharpton continues to enjoy the company of polite society. He still has a show on MSNBC. He still appears at major political events, sometimes even as a guest speaker. On Thursday, a 2020 presidential candidate openly sidled up to him in a very obvious attempt to court his political support.

Final thought: If your immediate response to Harris’ meeting with a noted anti-Semite is to point out President Trump has engaged in anti-Semitic behavior, both directly and indirectly, that’s not a defense of the senator. You’re not explaining why it’s OK or even commendable that she met with Sharpton. All you’re saying is that her potential GOP opponent is worse by degrees, which is the same as saying, “There are worse things.”

Talk about the tyranny of low expectations.

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