F*ck Susan Collins! The Maine Quisling Deserves Nothing But Defeat
Posted by Sia on February 11, 2026, 2:25 am ADMIN
F*ck Susan Collins! The Maine Quisling Deserves Nothing But Defeat
by Rick Wilson - Feb 10
Today, Susan Collins entered the race for U.S. Senate in Maine, as was always inevitable. It’s so far gone over like a wet fart in a hot car, and I’m here to pile on.
I read with amusement her op-ed in the Bangor Daily News and recognized it for what it is: the detritus of a focus group punched through ChatGPT, polished to a high sheen of glossy mendacity. It’s also a Rosetta Stone of her campaign to come, and a roadmap for either Graham Platner or Janet Mills to tear Collins up one side and down the other.
In 2020, The Lincoln Project went after Susan Collins.
Our former GOP friends lost their damn minds. “She’s one of the good ones! She’ll rebuild the party after Trump! She’s going to be vital for a new GOP!” And you know, at the time, even I was willing to consider those points, but still had a rule that Trump enablers had to go, just as Trump had to go.
Her team thought she’d lost on Election Day morning. I know. I talked to them that morning. We helped beat Trump that day, but she skated by. The Democrat lost, and still had millions in the bank. Lesson learned? Campaigns should die broke.
Still, you’d think Collins would use the power of a new era to break with Trump. Not so much. You’d think Miss Independent would be…independent.
Even after January 6th, 2021, Collins proved we were right to try to unseat her.
The normies who stuck with Trump after the first term, the COVID deaths, the electoral massacre, the endless chain of crimes and corruption, and now, the Epstein Coverup have a poster girl, and it’s Susan Collins.
Susan Collins is the worst of the worst because she plays moral, normal, and centrist on the Sunday shows while empowering, enabling, and embracing Donald Trump every time she thinks she can get away with it.
With that, let me dismantle her garbage op-ed, and by extension, her entire argument for re-election:
“Maine’s exceptionalism is in our people… our work ethic and resilience.”
I call this the “Lobster Trap” opening. She wraps herself in the flag of Maine’s hardscrabble integrity to distract you from the fact that she spends her time in D.C. polishing the boots of a movement that views Maine as a flyover state with better scenery. It’s sentimental drivel designed to mask a voting record that smells less like Maine and more like a backroom deal in Trump’s fetid swamp. “I hear your concerns about higher costs… and leaders more interested in scoring political points.”
Oh, she hears you, Maine.
She just doesn’t care enough to stop the arsonists she shares a caucus with. She laments “political points” while she was the tie-breaking vote for the very judges and Trump tax scams that gutted Maine’s economy.
Complaining about the heat while you’re filling up flamethrowers for the MAGA arson team isn’t leadership…it’s gaslighting with a Downeast accent.
“Public service has always meant working to solve these problems.”
For Collins, “solving problems” is code for “managing the optics of my eternal series of surrenders to evil.”
Her “service” has been for her political survival, and nothing more. There has never, ever been a red line she couldn’t find a way to cross, a moral boundary she couldn’t gloss over, a last-minute vote in favor of Trump and MAGA.
Her career has become a transactional loop where Mitch McConnell or John Thune dangles the keys to the Appropriations Committee goodie room, showering Maine with infrastructure pork and "targeted investments,” and in exchange, Susan provides the pivotal "aye" for the most destructive elements of the MAGA agenda.
She isn’t "bringing both sides together"; she’s selling her vote to the highest bidder in the Republican leadership, trading the fundamental rights of Maine women and the integrity of the federal judiciary for a few hundred million in earmarks. Forget the aw shuck granny in tennis shoes riff; Collins is dazzlingly cynical, a contestant in D.C.’s version of “Let’s Make a Deal” where the prize is a new bridge, and the cost is the very democracy she pretends to protect.
She isn't a moderate; she's a toll-booth operator on the road to autocracy, and business is booming.
“True leaders bring both sides together.”
Oh, look, my favorite dumb D.C. trope.
This is the “Both Sides” fetishism that has poisoned the well. Susan Collins would try to find “common ground” between an arsonist and a fire chief and call it a win for bipartisanship. In the Trump era, “bringing sides together” meant normalizing a pack of conspiracy-addled vandals and treating their assault on the rule of law as a mere “policy disagreement.”
One side literally sent people to kill you on January 6th, 2021, Susan.
“My experience, seniority and independence matter.”
1998 called and it wants it’s bullshit fantasy back.
Seniority is only a virtue if you haven’t spent those years growing a spine of wet noodles. Her “independence” is a carefully curated brand, a veil she dons before voting for Brett Kavanaugh, Tulsi Gabbard, and the serial killer RFK, Jr.
It’s a performance. She’s “independent” only when the GOP whip gives her a hall pass because the vote is already in the bag. It’s not independence; it’s a PR stunt with a pension.
“I have always worked hard to expand access to health care…”
If Susan Collins “expanded” access any further, Maine families would be filing for bankruptcy from their hospital beds. After years of voting for judges who treat the ACA like a personal grievance, she spent the end of 2025 playing a high-stakes game of chicken with the lives of 50,000 Mainers. She spent months blocking the extension of the enhanced ACA subsidies (the very thing keeping premiums from quadrupling), calling them “poison pills” until the exact moment the government shut down and the public started sharpening their pitchforks.
“As chair of Appropriations… I’ve delivered $425 million this year.”
Congratulations, Susan. You bought some new bridges while the foundation of the Constitution was being jackhammered. Gold star. Golf clap.
Pork-barrel spending isn’t a substitute for a conscience. You don’t get to brag about some picayune take-home line items while you’re letting the barbarians through the gate. Complicity doesn’t become acceptable just because it comes with a federal grant. A few budget goodies don’t offset the massive damage Trump’s tariffs have done to Maine’s economy, from lobsters to timber to tourism.
“Pragmatic results rather than ideology.”
“Pragmatism” is the word cowards use to describe their refusal to stand for anything.
Trumpism isn’t an ideology, and Collins knows it. It’s a Constitutional, economic, and social wrecking ball, a violent movement designed to end the Republic and American democracy.
Treating the corruption, the lies, the endless crises, and presidential madness as “partisan disagreement” is how we got here. Her pragmatism seems to flow toward the path of least resistance, which, curiously, always leads to a Trump victory.
“I reject being a rubber stamp.”
Could have fooled me. If Susan Collins were any more of a rubber stamp, she’d be leaking ink. She stamps “AYE” on every radical nominee and every corrupt cabinet pick, then issues a press release saying she’s “deeply concerned.”
A rubber stamp with a frowny face drawn on it is still a rubber stamp.
“I supported presidents of both parties when they were right.”
The problem for Susan is that she consistently supports Trump when he’s wrong.
She supported Trump when he was torching the rule of law and only “opposed” him when the math meant her vote didn’t matter. Her opposition is a ghost, ephemeral, diaphanous, visible in the headlines, but never felt on the Senate floor. She’s not a guardrail; she’s an on-ramp for the coming autocracy. “The most bipartisan senator.”
Another artifact of a bygone era.
Bipartisanship in the face of an anti-democratic insurgency isn’t a virtue; it’s a suicide pact. She’s the person insisting on a “civil dialogue” with the guy trying to hijack the plane. “Say, Mr. Al Qaeda…could you just kill the co-pilot while you’re seizing the cockpit?” It’s not “reaching across the aisle”…it’s holding hands with the people trying to set the building on fire.
“PPP saved Maine businesses.”
She wants the trophy for putting out the fire that her own party’s incompetence and science-denial turned into an inferno. It’s like an arsonist asking for a “Firefighter of the Year” award because they handed someone a bucket of water after the roof collapsed in a pyre of hot coals and ashes. (And again, she voted to confirm RFK, Jr., who will ensure that the next pandemic killed tens of millions, but that’s just my personal hobbyhorse.) “This election is about unity vs. division.”
Wrong, again, Susan. This is about accountability vs. total amnesia. Collins wants you to forget the last decade. She wants a unity that requires you to ignore her fingerprints on the crime scene. What unity, Senator? The unity of thought, action, votes, and deeds demanded by the Mad King at 1600?
“A strong, independent voice.”
Collins is, demonstrably, neither strong or independent. She is a voice that only whispers when it should scream. She is a voice that expresses concern after the damage is done. Maine’s economic and demographic peril is real and pressing. The harm done to working-class voters by the Trump policies Collins supports, endorses, and votes for 96% of the time is real, and doesn’t need a narrator for its damage; it needs a Senator who recognizes that you can’t be “independent” from the truth and still call yourself a leader.
Susan Collins is the ‘moderate’ who only finds her conscience when it’s mathematically irrelevant. Consider the number again: Collins has a 96% loyalty rating to the Trump agenda, a score that would make a Soviet apparatchik blush. It defies credulity that she still expects us to believe she’s the independent voice of Maine.
That 4% gap isn’t ‘independence’; it’s PR. It’s the permission slip Mitch McConnell, John Thune, and Donald Trump give her so she can go home and pretend she’s still the same person who was elected in 1996.
She votes to advance the radical nominees, she votes to protect the tax cuts for the billionaire class, and then she picks one sacrificial lamb a year to vote against so she can look ‘concerned’ on the Sunday shows.
When history demanded a senator willing to say no to unfit nominees, to judicial extremism, to a president who tried to nullify an election, Collins chose protecting her seat over moral clarity. Her loyalty to Trump wasn’t loud or vulgar; it was quieter and more damaging. She normalized him. She enabled him. And then she asked for credit for being “concerned.”
Maine doesn’t need another six years of hindsight courage.
It needs a senator who understands that democracy isn’t preserved by appropriations tables and carefully worded op-eds vomited out of a focus group, but by knowing when compromise becomes complicity, and having the spine to stop it.
on February 11, 2026, 2:25 am
