L.A. Needed a Savior. Enter Spencer Pratt.

An Unlikely Hero Rises, Forged in Fire

Can Spencer Pratt Break L.A.’s Stockholm Syndrome?

I’ve never met Spencer Pratt, although he went to the same private, elite high school (Crossroads) that many of my friends and relatives attended. His father was my husband’s dentist at one point. He’s a friend of a friend, you could say. I never watched a second of the reality show he starred on and I couldn’t even tell you what it was called.

But he is going to save Los Angeles.

Jan. 7. 2025

Karen Bass likely cheated in the last election over Rick Caruso, and she will cheat again, but it’s possible that Spencer and his campaign have finally, at long last, cracked the code for how to win in this bright blue hellhole.

The magical winning formula? It’s not an election about politics. It’s about survival. Left and right don’t matter anymore. Either we continue to get chased out of our own neighborhoods by gangs, fentanyl zombies, and robbed by the city’s corrupt homeless-NGO elite, or we put a stop to it. We either get the tents off our streets, or we never will. We either keep on dying, or we start living.

No new laws are required. We simply enforce laws and homelessness disappears. "But where do these poor homeless junkies go?” Answer: wherever they want, as long as its not on the public byways of Los Angeles. Santa Monica doesn’t seem to mind being overrun by the zombies: the Third Street Promenade has plenty of room for more tents!

So to me, he’s basically a blank slate. I became aware of him immediately after the fires when he started using X to post outraged rants about the destruction of his home and Pacific Palisades neighborhood.

The fire that took his home also took my own childhood home on Via de la Paz, which we lived in until I was five, and my mother’s longtime home in Malibu. My preschool burned down (Methodist). My childhood library is gone. All the local stores I remember. An entire community in ash.

My former family home in Malibu.

Natural disasters we can accept. We cannot accept arson fires started by a far left Antifa democrat. We cannot accept arson fires that are half extinguished and left to fester by a badly run LAFD operating under fanatical “we can’t harm the endangered poison ivy bush so we had to leave the smoldering behind.” We cannot accept corrupt DWP heads who leave reservoirs empty (and they’re still empty today).

And we cannot accept leadership who tries to blame the fires on climate change, and Donald Trump.

But L.A.’s anger started way before Karen Bass and her willfull negligence of her city. Longtime residents have been disgusted for years and years. The entire San Fernando Valley tried desperately to cede from the city in 2002 but the city voted to keep it for its rich tax base.

The City of L.A. is a weird amalgam of some of the richest and nearly all of the poorest neighborhoods in L.A. It includes the Palisades, Brentwood, Bel Air, Studio City, Venice, West L.A., Mar Vista, and the Hollywood Hills. It does NOT include Santa Monica, Beverly Hills, Malibu, or West Hollywood. And it includes the teeming third-world neighborhoods filled with sanctuary seekers from south of the border: Compton, Watts, Skid Row, downtown, and Pico-Union. If you wanted to score fentanyl, get sliced by a machete-wielding pyschopath, this is where you would head.

Jan 7, 2025, from Ocean Avenue in Santa Monica

The normal people stuck in Los Angeles have been bemoaning the state of the city for decades, and yet the worst supervillains keep somehow winning elections.

This is the state of the city streets. This video shows you exactly what it’s like in many neighborhoods these days, not just Skid Row:

“It’ll Never Change. I Don’t Even Bother Voting, Because Why?

L.A. has been beaten into surrender by decades of willful neglect. People don’t bother calling 911 to report bodies on the sidewalk. Another building up in flames thanks to an encampment? Another stabbing on the bus? Another psycho chasing you on the sidewalk?

Just part and parcel of living in the big city, as L.A. resident Seth Rogen once said about street crime. It can’t ever be fixed, nothing will ever change, so just keep voting for the communists to steal all your money.

But what if…it could change. Imagine!

In 2004, we bought a condo in Venice, near the Venice Canals. Nice, right? Unfortunately it was on Venice Boulevard, which meant there was a filthy and decrepit RV parked outside our frtont door at all times with its engine running, thick black diesel exhaust spewing into the air. I was pregnant at the time. We had the privilege of paying our property taxes so the drug addicts in the RV who paid nothing were permitted to park there 24/7 and run their engine.

Across the street was a large parking lot that had a farmers market. There was also an underground sewer tunnel. Once the cops came and removed at least 30 drug addicts from the tunnel where they were living, including one meth couple with a baby in a stroller, who were also living there.

A few months later, right before I was due to give birth, we were attacked in a home invasion robbery. Six men wielding baseball bats and binoculars (they had been spying on us from the parking lot ot see if we were home) ran towards the front door as I watched thorugh the window in horror. I woke my husband up and he ran downstairs and turned on the lights just as the first guy got to the front door and was about to smash it in with his baseball bat.

We sold it moved to the valley after we had the baby.

I’ve Seen Enough. He Can Win.

I don’t work for his campaign or get any money from anyone associated with him. But I have never been more certain that 1) Spencer Pratt CAN actually clean up this cesspool and 2) he can actually win.

He already beat that absolute nightmare communist, Nithya Raman. Now he has to beat the system, and that is going to be tough. A huge army of fat, screeching SEIU employees and teachers unions thugs are coming out of the woodwork in their ugly purple t-shirts to try to destroy him. What they’re actually worried about is that he’ll make good on his promise to audit the foul hives of scum and villainy known as the LA DWP, the LAUSD, the Homeless Authority, and the rest of the fetid L.A. bureaucracy. He is a threat to their gravy train. If the spigots turn off, and citizens actually see roads fixed and sidewalks cleaned up and criminals arrested, they know they’ll lose everything they’ve build up over the last decades.

The depraved criminal cartel in charge of California relies on your apathy and your hopelessness to stay in power.

This year, there’s finally hope. And his name is Spencer Pratt.

And I predict that if he wins, and junkies are forced into the other cities around L.A. like Santa Monica, West Hollywood and Pasadena, those cities will finally have to crack down on them, thus ridding the region of this plague. (Just today I had to call 911 to report someone smoking fentanyl on the sidewalk a block from my house in Pasadena.)

Pratt’s calm, focused, furious dad energy is the only thing standing between this city and the people who hate it.

Vote like your life depends on it! If you are one of the hardy residents of Los Angeles, vote for Spencer Pratt with all your heart!

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Fingers crossed!

Thanks for reading,

Peachy