Memo to P. Price: Oh, shut up

Sixty-three percent. That’s the result of your recall election. Nearly two-thirds of voters voted to get rid of you. Remember that number next time you get high and fantasize about returning to your old job—or to any elected position. The people of Alameda County really, really don’t like you.

It’s not just your woke ideology that’s so seriously offensive to voters. No, it’s you personally. There’s something about you that makes people wince. Everybody who reads this knows what I’m talking about.

The conventional wisdom in the media is that you’re thinking of running for D.A. again. Well, let me tell you that my neighbor’s labradoodle has a better chance than you. Again, look in a mirror and say “sixty-three percent.” That’s a greater percentage of the popular vote than anyone has ever won the American Presidency by in all our history. It’s a lot of people, and I’d wager if the recall were held again today, your margin of defeat would be even greater. So Ms. Price, wake up and smell the acrid odor of losing. You will never be our District Attorney again, mirabile dictu.

I don’t know how you make your living these days. You’re a lawyer, I hear, so I presume you’re suing people for racism, or defending the thugs you used to coddle during your 23 months in office. Perhaps you’re giving paid speeches, although I can’t imagine why anyone cares. I doubt that your little podcast makes any money. Do you have any campaign funds left over from the recall? It would be a riot if our new D.A., Ursula Jones Dickson, who replaced you, indicted you for misuse of campaign funds.

Anyhow, just remember: Nobody likes you. You’re the most detested politician in Alameda County since—I don’t know, did Jeffrey Dahmer run for anything? I’m sure you’re continuing your scam of raising money for a political resurrection. You know all the right people who are idiotic enough to fall for that. They’re the ones, including some schlocky “ministers,” who supported you the first time. They’re still dumb as rocks. Like some evangelical hustler, you prey upon their emotional and intellectual vulnerabilities and suck up their money.

And now, as part of your nefarious scheme, you’re out there trash-talking Ken Houston’s Encampment Abatement Plan. You’re leading a smear campaign against him—the only type you know. You’re insinuating he had something to do with Celeste Guap. You’re publicly asking, “why is THIS man in charge of Oakland’s homeless policy,” knowing full well he isn’t. You’re click-baiting with provocative headlines like “Do you know his past?,” as if he had a history of killing puppies. But Houston has put forward the only serious encampment management plan in Oakland’s history—which is exactly why you oppose it.

Meanwhile, Price is maliciously accusing her successor, Jones-Dickson—with no evidence--of “pay-to-play” politics and “no police accountability.” She opines, “From the crack era to criminal justice reform, Oakland has seen what doesn’t work and what does.” Yes, Madame Ex-D.A., we have. And what’s ironic is that what doesn’t work is exactly what you, the latest of an ignorant line of race-hustlers, promote. While she’s at it, Price has hopped onboard the hate-Jews showboat; being pro-Palestinian, with its “river to the sea” threat of genocide for the people of Israel, goes hand-in-hand these days with being a Black activist.

Really, folks, this Price is not right. Vindictive, angry, humiliated by her recall, and none too smart, she’s trying to appeal to the ever-shrinking cult of racialized losers in Oakland who think they still matter when in fact they don’t.

Sixty-three percent, Ma’am. We, the people, detest you. Knock yourself out with your rebranding campaign. Chisel money out of poor, credulous Black churchgoers. Continue your little propaganda crusade with the few media still willing to cover you. It’s all a waste of our time. And yours.

Steve Heimoff