by Mitch Kokai
Senior Political Analyst, John Locke Foundation
[S]ome of you cynics might argue that Cory Booker exhibits a level of remorseless self-adulation that’s embarrassing even in this era of contrived heroism. I say, it’s possible that we don’t know the real Cory Booker.
I mean, just ask Cory Booker, Friend of the Jews, a man who fights to move the American embassy to Jerusalem and against a deal that props up an Iranian terror regime of Holocaust deniers and warmongerings. Or, if you prefer, ask Cory Booker, progressive activist, supporter of the Iran deal and critic of moving the US embassy to the historic capital of Jews.
Because Cory Booker is the kind of man who stands with Israel. Also, Cory Booker is the kind of man who stands with a bunch of Israel haters and holds a sign that reads, “From Palestine to Mexico. All the Walls Have Got to Go.”
Either way, he’s there for you.
Then there’s Cory Booker, the amiable man of the upper house, a moderate willing to cross partisan frontiers and do things like award the Congressional Gold Medal to participants of the 1965 march from Selma to Montgomery with his good colleague Jeff Sessions.
And there’s also Cory Booker, the first senator in history to testify against another sitting senator for a cabinet position, accusing his good colleague Jeff Sessions of abetting institutional racism. …
… Those who have followed Booker’s political career have long claimed that it is merely a long string of theatrics, fables and malleable positions. As an optics-obsessed lightweight mayor of Newark, they contend, he spent large swaths of his time collecting lucrative speaking fees to lecture others about his imaginary accomplishments in his corruption-riddled city.