Andrew Cuomo, an elderly has-been, the lesser son of a greater sire, who as governor literally conspired with Republicans to hand them control of the New York state Senate for half a decade; who resigned from office in disgrace after he was credibly accused of 13 instances of sexual harassment; and whose campaign quite obviously had no purpose other than satisfying his own lust for accumulating personal power, along with that of his billionaire donors.
As the campaign progressed and Mamdani’s victory became ever more likely, Cuomo descended into vindictive gutter racism. He did not disagree with a right-wing radio host who said that Mamdani would be “cheering” another 9/11, suggested that Mamdani would have Muslim women “completely covered up,” and that he “doesn’t understand New York culture” because he’s a “citizen of Uganda.”
Cuomo happily took Donald Trump’s endorsement and went on Fox News to tout it. His closing campaign message, as The Nation’s Jeet Heer pointed out on Bluesky, smacked of Vidkun Quisling—implicitly threatening New Yorkers with a Trumpian occupation if they voted for anyone but Cuomo.
It was disgusting stuff. But it also was palpably desperate, and coming from one of the worst candidates imaginable...
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What we see, I think, are a bunch of rich guys who have been comically out of touch with normal people for many decades, and more recently have blowtorched their brains into a smoking pile of ash on Elon Musk’s Twitter/X and in various group chats. It’s why they got so worked up about Mamdani in the first place—the New York City mayoralty is not some omnipotent office, and there are a dozen ways to hem it in at the state and local level if they so wished. What these oligarchs spent to stop Mamdani feels like less on an annual basis than he wants them to pay for a better future for all New Yorkers, a joke Mamdani himself has made.
In any case, his slight tax increase on rich people, free buses, and city-run grocery stores are pretty far from a communist revolution. But that’s not how it appears to rich people, surrounded on all sides by yes-men and toadies, who spend several hours a day marinating in an online Nazi sewer.
