Why Backing Jeff Hurd is a Swampy Mistake, Mr. President

Just when you thought the political circus couldn't get any more absurd, here comes President Trump, our fearless leader, working to drain the swamp and fix DC. 47 had a busy morning dishing out endorsements. He blasted out over 30 of them on Truth Social, blessing various congressional hopefuls with his golden seal of approval. And wouldn't you know it, smack in the middle of that list is Jeff Hurd—that’s right, “Hurd the Turd", the so-called "Republican" from Colorado's 3rd District. Trump calls him an "incredible Representative" with a "strong Record of SUCCESS" who's fighting to secure the border, support the military, cut taxes, and all that good stuff. "HE WILL NOT LET YOU DOWN!" Trump thunders, complete with his signature all-caps enthusiasm.

Well, folks, allow me to be the wet blanket at this endorsement parade: Trump got this one wrong. Dead wrong. I love the man, heck, I'd take a bullet for him before I'd vote for a Democrat, but blind loyalty isn't conservatism; it's cultism. And on Hurd? The advisors whispering in Trump's ear about this guy must've been nursing a hangover from too much swamp water, because Jeff Hurd isn't draining anything. He's the turd floating in it.

Let's start with the big one: Hurd's cozy collaboration with Colorado's Democrat overlords on the GORP Act. For those not up to speed, and why would you be, since it's basically a stealth operation to federalize your backyard, this is the huge land grab. Hurd teamed up with Democrat Senators Michael Bennet and John Hickenlooper, plus Democrat Governor Jared Polis (you know, the guy who thinks drag queens in schools is family values), to lock up vast swaths of Colorado land under federal control. We're talking sequestering public lands away from actual public use, all in the name of "conservation." Because nothing says Republican principles like handing over control to the bureaucracy so they can slap more regulations on hunters, ranchers, and the public. And don't tell me it was for the "greater good", these deals always come with a quid pro quo. Something juicy was promised behind closed doors; it always is. We'll find out eventually, because these cockroaches can't stay in the dark forever.

But wait, there's more! Remember that heartwarming moment when Ilhan Omar, yes, the squad's resident anti-American POS cheerleader, decided to mock the assassination of Charlie Kirk? Omar hops on a podcast to spit on his grave. She's calling mourners "full of s—," dismissing his legacy as a "complete rewriting of history," and reposting garbage labeling him a "stochastic terrorist." Classy, right? So, Rep. Nancy Mace introduces a resolution to censure Omar and boot her off her committees, so some basic accountability. But no. The House votes to table it, protecting Omar, thanks to 210 Democrats and exactly four spineless Republicans. Guess who one of them was? Jeff Hurd. That's right, our "incredible" endorsed hero voted to shield a woman who openly supports ISIS sympathizers and incited violence, all while an innocent conservative legend lay on the ground.

Now, I saw a post earlier today where Hurd's camp said they'd be "humble" about the endorsement and not gloat. Oh, please. Humble? In politics, humble is code for "bend over and let the RINOs run you over like a freight train." The establishment loves “humble” conservatives, quiet, compliant, easy to manipulate. They pat them on the head, whisper a few sweet nothings about “we are winning”. Why do so many conservatives get led around like that? Because the allure of feeling "included" in the club is stronger than their spine. Well, not me. I don't bend, I don't break, and I'm sure as hell not staying silent while Hurd the Turd pretends to be one of us.

Look, politicians are mostly cut from the same greasy cloth. They prioritize themselves first, toss scraps to constituents second, and get filthy rich, certainly not on that measly $175,000 salary, but through backroom deals and under-the-table perks the rest of us can only dream of. Just look at the politicians in the D.C. swamp, it's Exhibit A. Hurd looks no different; he's representing his ambitions.

So, when the primary comes around, cast your vote for Hope Schepplman, a person with backbone, integrity, and conservative values that won't bend when the D.C. wind blows. You can either vote for someone who stands for freedom or for someone if you want land grabs and Omar protection rackets, your choice, CD3.

I know this bucks the trend, Trump endorsed Hurd, after all. But last I checked, America lets us think for ourselves without Big Brother smacking us down. That's what makes us great. President Trump has done more for this country than any president in my lifetime, but even he gets bad intel sometimes. This endorsement was one of those times.

Remember CD3, “Flush the Hurd”.