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Zohran Mamdani:Foreign Money, Local Hypocrisy

In New York politics, morality has become a costume. The latest actor to forget his lines is Zohran Mamdani — the “democratic socialist” who turned out to be unusually fluent in foreign currency. His mayoral campaign was caught accepting more than $13,000 in overseas donations while preaching about “justice,” “equity,” and “clean government.”  Nothing says “workers of the world unite” quite like laundering their checks through Queens.

The problem isn’t bookkeeping; it’s character.  Mamdani’s entire brand rests on the idea that the Left’s corruption is somehow more virtuous than the Right’s — that redistribution of wealth includes redistributing the rules.  But a man who lectures about economic fairness while taking illegal foreign money isn’t redistributing anything; he’s just swapping ethics for exchange rates.

What makes this particular scandal radioactive is how perfectly it mirrors the rot already spreading through New York’s Democratic establishment.  Letitia James, once the banner-carrier of integrity, now faces her own fraud indictment.  Andrew Cuomo is still the patron saint of abuse settlements.  The political culture that once bragged about reform now functions like a recycling plant for hypocrisy.  Every new face arrives promising virtue; every old face leaves with a subpoena.

Mamdani’s defense — that the donations were a “clerical oversight” — lands somewhere between delusion and déjà vu.  Voters have heard it all before.  In a city where corruption is as common as scaffolding, every scandal comes with a press release about “mistakes being made.”  Yet the same progressives who scold America for “foreign interference” are now shrugging off actual foreign interference as if it were a rounding error.

Meanwhile, Mamdani’s campaign hasn’t exactly surrounded itself with moral clarity.  His wife recently mourned a Palestinian influencer who celebrated the October 7 Hamas attacks.  For the self-proclaimed “anti-violence” crowd, that’s a jarring choice of sympathy — though not a surprising one.  The modern activist class treats outrage like currency and redemption like credit; both can be borrowed indefinitely.

This is what happens when politics stops being public service and becomes performance art.  Every scandal is just another act in a morality play no one believes anymore.  The press corps clucks, the party machine stalls, and the voters yawn — because they know tomorrow’s crusader will end up in the same headlines for the same reasons.

The story isn’t really about Zohran Mamdani.  It’s about the reflexive amnesia that defines modern New York.  We forget the last scandal by the time the next one loads on our phones.  It’s the same civic decay captured in The Anniversary of Amnesia — a culture so addicted to self-righteousness it can’t recognize its own reflection.  Laws are for the little people, apologies are for press releases, and justice is just a brand.

In the end, Mamdani isn’t an outlier; he’s a prototype.  The next “progressive reformer” will show up promising to fix the system, unaware he already is the system.  And the rest of us will keep paying for their education in ethics — one scandal at a time.

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