Louis, now 43, she was raised by a father who worked as both a Baptist pastor and teacher, and a mother employed by the post office. She later graduated from Mary Institute and St. Louis Country Day School, another elite private school with tuition near $35,000 a year. Jasmine broke into politics the way someone walks into a reality TV casting call.
All drama, all camera ready, as if attitude alone could replace real strategy. If viral rants and online clapbacks counted as credentials, she’d already be speaker of the house. But actual politics demands more than a perfected pose and a practice smirk. She’s so rotten, she wants migrants picking cotton. We present to you Democratic Congresswoman Jasmine Crockett who made this shocking argument why America needs immigrants.
Roll it, Alfred. >> So I had to go around the country and educate people about what immigrants do for this country or the fact that we are a country of immigrants. >> Right. Right. >> The fact is ain’t none of y’all trying to go and farm right now. >> Okay. So I’m lying. Raise your raise your hands. Soon the wheels fall off.
>> You not You not. >> Then came Greg Gutfeld and Megan Kelly. Two heavyweights who don’t need soft lighting or flattering angles to make an impact. They weren’t there to be polite or spare anyone’s feelings. They came to demolish, not with gentle jabs, but with full force commentary that rattled the room.
Jasmine looked like she’d wandered into a Shark Tank pitch completely unprepared for what was coming. This wasn’t a scripted debate. It was a verbal demolition derby. And Jasmine showed up on a tricycle riding straight into a monster truck rally. >> It’s just that’s what she does. She she puts out this video of of her acting in a certain way and that’s how she fundraises.
>> Mhm. We we actually did a bit of a deep dive on her uh after my old colleague from Fox News, Todd Starns, posted something on X not long ago. Walter, he he posted the following. Jasmine Crockett wants you to think she’s from the hood, that she grew up on the streets. The exact opposite is true. She attended an exclusive day school where tuition is nearly $35,000 a year.
She also attended Roads College, a private school where tuition is nearly $55,000 a year. She’s cosplaying a gangster. So, we looked up her background. She was born in St. Louis. She’s 43. Her dad was a Baptist pastor and a teacher. Her mother worked in a post office. Uh she graduated from Mary Institute in St.
Lewis Country Day School, one of the most expensive private schools in the city. Indeed, the current tuition, $35,000 a year. >> Greg Gutfeld came in sharp, like someone who’d memorize the Constitution and could wield sarcasm like a scalpel. Megan Kelly took control the way a principal shuts down a cafeteria brawl.
Calm, composed, completely in charge. And there stood Jasmine flinging verbal mashed potatoes around the room, seemingly unaware the whole thing was being filmed in crystal clear detail, ready for the world to replay again and again. >> That was 3 years ago. The ones of her just sounding like a normal person talking. 3 years.
It’s not like that was 20 years, but then she moved to Mississippi for all that time. That was 3 years ago. She sounded like a totally normal person. Oh, it’s only now that she’s got her accent and she’s gonna kick everybody’s ass. It’s such an affectation. >> Please hit that subscribe button now. Now, Crockett’s entire political brand runs on what can only be called manufactured outrage.
The congressional equivalent of tossing glitter over an empty briefcase and hoping nobody checks what’s missing inside. It’s loud, it’s flashy, and it grabs attention for a moment. But once the sparkle fades, all that’s left is an empty shell wrapped in attitude. What she brought to the table wasn’t real debate.
It was theater dressed up as substance somewhere between I’m reclaiming my time and can I finish. Built for viral clips, not actual governing. Somewhere along the way, she forgot that leadership takes more than dramatic pauses and camera ready expressions. Gutfeld didn’t even need to raise his voice. A few dry, precise remarks were enough to watch her whole argument fall apart like a clearance rack suit.
>> This woman, I’ve had about enough of her. Uh, she wants to be like a member of the squad. She thinks of herself like an AOC. She she talks like, you know, she’s from the hood. Meanwhile, she grew up in a nice family. She didn’t talk like this three years ago. She 3 years ago, she sounded like you and I sound in this conversation.
Like, I’m really excited to be going to Congress. I can’t wait to get started on my new job. And now she’s like, “We need to smack him in the head.” >> We know that we work for the American people. And what we not going to do is stand around what they pull this bull that they trying to pull right now. Like what? What are you? We we we have videotape.
Why are you Why are you talking like that? No one believes this bull. And now she’s graduated to acting like a thug. So congratulations. Your term in the US Congress is going really well. >> That was a great impression. >> He waved off her talking points like a cashier rejecting an expired coupon. Worthless and nonredeemable.
Every time Jasmine puffed up, convinced she just landed a mic drop moment, Greg barely blinked. so unbothered he looked like he could finish a crossword mid rant and still dismantle her point before she finished talking. Then Megan stepped in and the entire room shifted. She carries the kind of presence that makes people straighten up without saying a word.
Suddenly Jasmine’s performance felt like an audition for a congressional version of Mean Girls. Megan came armed with facts, dates, and receipts, plus the rare skill of dismantling someone’s whole act without ever raising her voice. Watching her break down Jasmine’s case was like watching an auditor at work.
Precise, relentless, and oddly satisfying. Jasmine’s contributions looked like a failed group project where her only job was adding emojis to the slide deck, then bragging she carried the team. >> Is she Is she making any point there? like this makes me wish my mom made different father choices. >> Gutfeld got straight to the uncomfortable truth.
Crockett isn’t focused on policy. She’s focused on performance. Her whole public image runs on the illusion of resistance. Finger snaps, eye rolls, and captions built for a phone screen, not a congressional chamber. It’s not that she lacks intelligence. It’s that she leans hard into spin the second the cameras start rolling.
What she needs isn’t another televised showdown. It’s someone to remind her Capitol Hill isn’t an improv stage. The most brutal moment came when Jasmine tried to deliver a dramatic line about fighting for the people. And Gutfeld didn’t even respond with words. Just a slow smirk, a long pause. That silence exposed the emptiness behind it all like a spotlight on a mime with nothing left to give.
Meanwhile, Megan stayed completely composed. The calm of someone who survived multiple election cycles and more media storms than most people could count. >> So, this is funny. Uh Jasmine Crockett sits on the judiciary committee and uh about a month was it about a month month ago, Walter? I testified. >> Yes. We saw this. >> Yeah.
And um the hearings the full committee hearings are quite long. uh you know, you can be there for over four hours. So, uh and they let the most junior members ask questions last. So, I had to sit for quite a long time. Uh and then at the very end, Jasmine Crockett, who I had never heard before, suddenly started screaming at me and Michael Shelonburgger.
And when you’re a witness in Congress, you have to pay attention to what everybody says because you you never know when you’re going to be asked an actual question and allowed to maybe even allowed to speak. But I could not understand what she was saying. She was moving from one thing to another and she was doing all that code switching stuff with the ys and y’all eyeing on this and everything.
>> Hit that subscribe button and make it white like her feelings. Now Crockett supporters may call her bold, but volume has never equaled being right. Someone yelling at a drive-through speaker is loud, too, and nobody calls that leadership. While Jasmine turned every stage into a memeready tantrum. The truth underneath the noise became impossible to hide.
Greg and Megan delivered a takedown sharp enough to be a masterclass in how not to embarrass yourself while pretending to sound smart. Jasmine scattered buzzwords like confetti, hoping one would stick. But this wasn’t Time Square. This was a political roast, and she was the centerpiece. Her defense relied on eye rolls so dramatic it looked risky.
While Megan fired back with bills, voting records, and a dose of reality Jasmine clearly hadn’t encountered since her last viral tweet, it wasn’t close. Jasmine brought vibes. Gutfeld and Kelly brought footnotes, verified facts, and patience. Do you share your box car with people of color? >> I do. Yeah. >> My box car does not know race, does not know gender.
It is a welcome space >> where only deodorant is not welcome. >> I uh I like this Jasmine Crockett lady. Right. >> It’s a great name, isn’t it? For a villain. >> Yeah. Jasmine. >> Yeah. >> And Crockett is the whitest last name you could ever have. >> Sunny Crockett. Miami Vice. >> Yes. >> It It’s like the whole thing is like uh cuz I’ve seen her.
She’s very well spoken and then she gets on certain programs and lets it. So maybe this whole thing is like a a Netflix documentary, like a new new spin on Dr. Jackekal and Mrs. Hyde. The contrast was almost artistic. Jasmine carried herself like she was delivering decrees from a mountaintop. Yet her entire approach ran on social media thread energy.
After a blow like that, you’d expect her to pause, reflect, maybe actually read a bill. Instead, she doubled down like someone playing cards in a courtroom, unaware the room runs on completely different rules. None of this was personal. Gutfeld and Kelly weren’t attacking her. They were calling out the influencer style activism that’s turned congressional hearings into content instead of legislating.
If Jasmine put half her energy into actual policy instead of her camera angles, she might produce something more meaningful than a social post dressed up as testimony. Her political resume reads like someone who searched how to sound politically aware and stopped after step one. No major bills, no defining wins, just an endless loop of loud statements wrapped in self-importance.
>> But she is going to be the gift that keeps on giving. You are going to be so glad she on the scene. >> That’s going to make up for the White House correspondents dinner. She’s going to have we’re going to get a segment a day from her. >> Crockett treats political change like a retweet under perfect ring light glow while Megan Kelly cut through the act like a chainsaw through butter.
Strip away the hashtags and the theatrics and it’s clear Crockett’s career isn’t built around public service. It’s built around promoting Jasmine Crockett. That’s not leadership. That’s a PR campaign dressed up as politics. I feel attacked isn’t a policy position. I feel disrespected doesn’t fix a single road or solve a single problem, but it racks up likes and outrage.
Keeping the cameras locked on her, which seems to be the actual goal. Gutfeld nailed it, comparing her politics to microwaving a frozen dinner and calling it homemade. Plenty of noise, no real substance, she stacks empty talking points like cheap furniture. Fast, flimsy, and ready to collapse under any real pressure. Her whole strategy runs on being loud instead of being informed.
When cornered, she unravels. When proven wrong, she blames everyone around her as if the room itself was out to get her. like this is >> if you’re gonna talk about black history, at least know it. >> This is at least know it. Okay, >> but it goes back to I’m not that was 45 seconds of some of the like Kamla, you good right now.
>> That was some of the dumbest I ever heard in my life. Here’s the thing. This goes back. We talked about earlier. They never have a solution. >> Just listening to your dumb ass. You want to talk about agriculture? Why don’t you fix the lottery? Why don’t you make it easier for people who want to come into this country to work in agriculture and equitation? >> And yet somehow she sees herself as a historic figure with a ring light.
Real icons never live stream their courage in portrait mode, chasing engagement. Megan barely had to lift a finger to expose the emptiness underneath. She simply pointed and Jasmine’s talking points evaporated faster than a campaign promised the day after the election. Crockett’s real weapon isn’t policy or persuasion. It’s the stare.
That theatrical glare she pulls out the moment she runs out of arguments, hoping the room still believes she’s holding some deep wisdom. But Greg and Megan weren’t fooled for a second. It’s not strength. It’s a stall tactic dressed up as defiance. Her silence wasn’t powerful. It was forced. The kind of cornered moment where the spin collapses mid-sentence and the applause never comes.
This wasn’t just a bad night for Jasmine Crockett. It was a live demonstration of her entire pattern, loud and wrong at the same time. She doesn’t walk into Congress to contribute. She struts in like she’s headlining open mic night, convinced the spotlight belongs to her alone. But in the real world, where results matter more than theatrics, Gutfeld and Kelly’s takedown felt like a long overdue reality check.
The moment someone finally said it, can we stop pretending vibes equal vision? Because Crockett isn’t representing her constituents. She’s farming followers and there’s a massive difference between the
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