The Mainer Senate candidate is to Marine veterans what drag queens are to women.
An (allegedly) bloodthirsty, woman-abusing alcoholic leatherneck with an SS tattoo and a penchant for adultery, which includes trawling where high school girls seek dates, is on the ballot in Maine, and the Democrats can’t get enough of him.
While these allegations might matter to the well-adjusted, progressives don’t care about his personal failings because the prospect of Susan Collins’s ouster and furtherance of far-left power is too intoxicating, and the mainline Dems are besotted with a man who fulfills their sexual and savior fantasies: a bad, bad man who just saw the light and is now a reformed crusader for *checks notes* abortion.
Platner’s story is Keri Lake romantasy bilge given form — ten thousand sentient Reichsland oysters in USMC dress blues with a mustache slapped on. It’s grotesque, and says a lot about what the left thinks of Marines.
Graham Platner’s response in 2020 when asked why he joined the Marines.
“Wanted to have an adventure and kill some people. . . Hell of an excellent experience.”https://t.co/DBY53Y6NNy https://t.co/tg2EYkhHr4 pic.twitter.com/lOmqfhsQte
— Chuck Ross (@ChuckRossDC) June 9, 2026
As a sailor, I concede to the left that Marines are dull-witted and aggressive. A baboon with fourth-quintile intelligence could become a squad leader within the week. However, as a taxi driver for the Marine Corps (U.S. Navy sailor), I know the average Marine to be a far better man than Platner.
Which is not to say Platner-like Marines aren’t out there. Every unit has a poseur, loser E-4 who talks a big game. Maybe he comes from money, maybe he’s too eager for combat, or maybe he’s a deviant to whom the female officers give a wide berth. Sometimes a guy is all three . . .
Graham Platner’s continued candidacy is a reminder that the left cares not the least bit about personal conduct. This is about the accumulation of power.
Platner has credentials they can sell to their progressive donors and low-info base. Dressed in patriotic blue-collar drag, Platner and his handlers just need to keep those Carhartt pants on him long enough to knock off one of the most effective senators in recent history.
“Semper FU, America.”