Matt Dunlap’s campaign crash is the latest proof of Democrat rot in Maine. Here’s a man running for Congress, pretending to be an honest public servant, who kept hugging up to Graham Platner while the stench of Platner’s scandals filled every room. Voters deserve better, and it’s obvious Dunlap’s only concern is covering his own hide now that Platner’s mess threatens his political future.
Let’s be blunt. Platner’s record is a nightmare—Nazi tattoos, abuse accusations, sickening comments about women, police, and rural voters, and a public trail of shocking behavior. Every day, more dirt comes out. Dunlap didn’t care until the Democrats realized Platner would cost them the election. The only thing that got Platner tossed was the fear of Republican victory—not morals, not integrity, just cold, hard political panic.
And what’s Dunlap’s excuse? He wants us to believe he had no idea, that Platner just “wasn’t vetted.” Yet Dunlap stood beside Platner, saying he’d make a good senator, all while ugly allegations piled up. Dunlap is scrambling, playing the victim, hoping Mainers forget he defended this disaster of a candidate until it threatened his own race. You can’t wipe away months of loyalty with a half-hearted statement once it’s politically convenient.
If that’s not bad enough, follow the money. Platner’s father dumped thousands into Dunlap’s campaign—after all the filth was aired out—and Dunlap still hasn’t returned a dime. That’s not distancing; that’s cashing in on the same toxic loyalty. With even national liberals giving up on Dunlap’s campaign, the truth is obvious: the Democrats’ radical experiment is burning down in real time.
No one can trust a candidate who tries to erase his own shameful record only when voters start paying attention. Mainers aren’t stupid. They see through this charade, and come November, they will send a loud message: If you stand with predators and radicals, you don’t stand with Maine. Maybe Matt Dunlap should try running for office in California or New York, where there’s still room for that kind of cowardice. Here in America’s heartland, we call it what it is—disgusting.
Source: Townhall
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