Rep. Jasmine Crockett Failed to Disclose Investments in ExxonMobil and Marijuana Venture
This corruption festers everywhere, but it has a special virulence on the progressive left. They screech about corporate evil and social equity from the Capitol steps, then scurry back to their offices to check stock portfolios that—what a coincidence!—their policies just happen to enrich. While they demand sacrifice from everyone else, it looks like another one of the left’s loudest voices just got caught with her hand deep in the cookie jar.
“The House sophomore’s stock holdings include stakes in several corporations that stood to benefit from actions she’s taken as a lawmaker and legislation she’s introduced in Congress, and others that stand in opposition to the image she’s cultivated as a champion of green energy.
Further, Crockett, a self-described civil rights attorney, was an active stakeholder in the cannabis business—seeking unsuccessfully to open marijuana dispensaries in Ohio—even as she represented, as a defense lawyer, a man accused of murdering someone in a marijuana deal gone bad.”
The politician at the center of this mess is Rep. Jasmine Crockett (D-TX), a radical who has built a brand on being a progressive warrior. But behind that façade, her secret finances tell the real story. While posing as a champion of “green energy,” Crockett held undisclosed shares in… wait for it… ExxonMobil. While marketing herself as a “civil rights attorney,” she was busy trying to become a marijuana magnate, pushing for decriminalization in Congress while angling to profit from the very industry she was deregulating.
If you think her financial statements are a trainwreck, her public behavior is even worse. This staggering hypocrisy is, frankly, right on brand. Crockett’s time in Washington has been defined not by serious work but by a series of abrasive, hate-filled stunts designed for clicks and division. This is the same congresswoman who, during a formal hearing, resorted to a vile, playground insult against Rep. Marjorie Taylor Greene, sneering about her “bleached-blonde, bad built butch body.”
Her record is a highlight reel of cringeworthy performances. She once told a church congregation that “we done picking cotton,” callously suggesting illegal immigrants are needed for jobs she deems beneath others. Time and again, she trades serious debate for low-class theatrics. This isn’t just poor character; it’s a cynical strategy to distract from a profound lack of integrity and, as we now know, a deeply corrupt ethical compass.
“The House sophomore’s stock holdings include stakes in several corporations that stood to benefit from actions she’s taken as a lawmaker and legislation she’s introduced in Congress, and others that stand in opposition to the image she’s cultivated as a champion of green energy.
Further, Crockett, a self-described civil rights attorney, was an active stakeholder in the cannabis business—seeking unsuccessfully to open marijuana dispensaries in Ohio—even as she represented, as a defense lawyer, a man accused of murdering someone in a marijuana deal gone bad.”
The politician at the center of this mess is Rep. Jasmine Crockett (D-TX), a radical who has built a brand on being a progressive warrior. But behind that façade, her secret finances tell the real story. While posing as a champion of “green energy,” Crockett held undisclosed shares in… wait for it… ExxonMobil. While marketing herself as a “civil rights attorney,” she was busy trying to become a marijuana magnate, pushing for decriminalization in Congress while angling to profit from the very industry she was deregulating.
If you think her financial statements are a trainwreck, her public behavior is even worse. This staggering hypocrisy is, frankly, right on brand. Crockett’s time in Washington has been defined not by serious work but by a series of abrasive, hate-filled stunts designed for clicks and division. This is the same congresswoman who, during a formal hearing, resorted to a vile, playground insult against Rep. Marjorie Taylor Greene, sneering about her “bleached-blonde, bad built butch body.”
Her record is a highlight reel of cringeworthy performances. She once told a church congregation that “we done picking cotton,” callously suggesting illegal immigrants are needed for jobs she deems beneath others. Time and again, she trades serious debate for low-class theatrics. This isn’t just poor character; it’s a cynical strategy to distract from a profound lack of integrity and, as we now know, a deeply corrupt ethical compass.
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