You know, here at Political Colonoscopy, we don’t like to give the same person Skidmark of the Week twice. Definitely not two weeks in a row. Because, frankly, there’s just so much competition. Politics is a raging sewer, and every week someone new drops a particularly foul floater that demands our attention.
But every now and then, someone goes above and beyond. Someone reaches deep into their soul, finds the absolute worst part of themselves, and just lets it rip in public—like a guy crop-dusting an elevator with no shame. And that someone, this week, once again, is Nancy Mace.
Now, if you don’t know who Nancy Mace is, let me paint a picture. Imagine someone so desperate for attention, they’ll say literally anything, no matter how cruel, offensive, or flat-out stupid. Someone who would steal candy from a baby just to complain that the baby was being woke about it. Someone who could walk into a burning building and instead of saving anyone, would stop to argue about how the fire’s pronouns are probably “they/them.”
This week, during a House Oversight Committee hearing, Mace got herself worked up about—wait for it—foreign aid for trans organizations in Guatemala. Because, you know, that’s definitely the biggest crisis facing America right now. While discussing this horrifying injustice, Mace decided to drop a little something special: an old-school, vintage, straight-outta-the-Klan-rally anti-trans slur.
And when she got called out for it? Did she apologize? Did she backtrack? No, no, no. That’s what normal people do. Instead, she doubled down. “Tranny, tranny, tranny! I don’t really care!” she sneered, as if she were a villain in a Home Alone sequel that was never released because it was too mean-spirited.
Let’s break that down. A sitting member of Congress, on live television, used a slur not once, not twice, but three times—because if you’re going to be an absolute human dumpster fire, you might as well burn the whole block down. And then, for good measure, she threw in a classic Republican bogeyman: trans people using bathrooms. Because, as we all know, the real threat to America is not mass shootings, skyrocketing healthcare costs, or the fact that housing prices make the Hunger Games look like a reasonable way to acquire property. No, no—the real danger is someone peeing near Nancy Mace.
And look, this would be bad enough on its own, but it’s just part of a pattern. Last week, she was pushing a bill to ban trans people from bathrooms in the Capitol. Before that, she was misgendering Sarah McBride, the first openly trans member of Congress. Before that, she was trying to make “being a bigot” her whole personal brand.
And what makes this even better? Nancy Mace wasn’t always like this. There was a time—a brief, shining moment—when she tried to be one of the more reasonable Republicans. In 2021, she co-sponsored a bill to support LGBTQ+ veterans. But at some point, she realized that the GOP has two settings: full-blown extremist or totally irrelevant. And, like a contestant on The Bachelor who knows she won’t get a rose, she went balls to the wall.
She saw the hate train rolling, and she sprinted to jump on it. She went from “Hey, let’s support veterans” to “Let’s make life miserable for anyone who isn’t a straight white Christian” faster than you can say, “Wait, wasn’t she the ‘reasonable’ one?”
And now, she’s the reigning champ. The undefeated title holder in the lightweight bigotry division.
So here we are, giving her the honor again. Nancy Mace, you are the Skidmark of the Week. Not just because you deserve it, but because you insist on earning it. Over and over again.
Honestly, at this point, it’s not even a stain. It’s a tattoo.
Want to hear some more about Nancy Mace? Check out this piece from our friends at PS on the BS:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=StGlztVeG2o
