Once the voice of Appalachian disillusionment, J.D. Vance built his brand as the reflective conservative who got it. He warned us about the dangers of Trumpism. He questioned the grift, the chaos, the cult. But ambition, as it often does in Washington, found its price.
Now, as Trump’s chosen running mate, Vance isn’t just toeing the line — he’s doing the goose-step.
Gone is the man who warned of authoritarian drift. In his place stands a perfectly-coiffed apprentice, parroting conspiracy theories, defending insurrections, and pledging loyalty not to the Constitution, but to one man. It’s not just a flip-flop — it’s a full costume change, complete with MAGA hat and media training.
Vance didn’t evolve. He surrendered.
And if you think this is just politics as usual, think again. This is the coronation of a new kind of conservative: one who knows better — but does it anyway. One who wraps populist anger around corporate servitude. One who will trade legacy for loyalty in the blink of a Fox News segment.
This isn’t just about J.D. Vance. It’s about what we now reward in our leaders: not truth, not principle, but performance. And Vance is ready for his curtain call.
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