California Sheriff Expresses Frustration Over Being Featured in Harris’s New Campaign Ad

California’s TULARE (TND)— In a new campaign ad for Vice President Kamala Harris, a California sheriff declined to endorse the candidate on Monday, saying she hasn’t done much to support law enforcement in the past.

The vice president is shown with police officers in the Harris campaign’s ad, which highlights her background as a prosecutor. The advertisement claims that Harris will “fix” the southern border with this experience.

The advertisement claims that “she will crack down on fentanyl and human trafficking as president and hire thousands more border agents.” It’s difficult to fix the border. Kamala Harris is as well.

Sheriff Mike Boudreaux of Tulare County, California, claims that although he was in the advertisement, he disapproved of the notion that he and the vice president got along.

“Ads featuring Kamala Harris standing with me and other California sheriffs to defend her weakness on the border are being promoted,” he said. “So let’s correct the record.”

Boudreaux went on to enumerate Harris’s purported shortcomings as California’s attorney general and his battle to control the southern U.S. border during his White House tenure.

She left the Valley and our state vulnerable by repeatedly cutting off funding and disbanding task forces that were meant to protect our citizens, Boudreaux wrote. “It is pitiful that Kamala is trying to portray herself as tough on the border by suggesting that I and the nearby law enforcement officers support her.”

Prior to suspending his campaign in July, Boudreaux was a Republican who ran for Congress. At the time, he aimed to take Kevin McCarthy’s seat.

The National Desk (TND) emailed the Harris campaign on Tuesday for comment, but the campaign did not immediately reply.

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