New Mexico Tesla arsonist charged

Here we go folks, we’re diving into another stinking steaming pile of hypocrisy that’d make even the most seasoned cynic blush. Another week, another politically charged nutcase lighting fires, both literal and figurative, while the self-appointed guardians of “democracy” and “tolerance” clutch their pearls and pretend it’s just Tuesday.

Meet Jamison Wagner, a 40-year-old Albuquerque genius who thought the best way to stick it to the man was to channel his inner anarchist and firebomb a Tesla dealership and the local Republican Party headquarters. Yeah, you heard that right—this guy’s out here playing Molotov cocktail roulette with actual businesses and political offices, spray-painting swastikas and “Die Elon” like he’s auditioning for a low-budget dystopian flick. 

Now, let’s play a quick game of imagination. Picture this guy waltzing into a Planned Parenthood or a Democrat campaign office with a lighter and a bad attitude. The headlines would be screaming “domestic terrorism” before the smoke cleared. CNN would have a 24/7 chyron about the “right-wing extremist threat.” AOC would be live-tweeting her trauma while making empanadas in her kitchen as she dances to the sounds of a mariachi band.

But because it’s a Tesla lot and a GOP office—and, oh yeah, Elon Musk is now the left’s favorite punching bag for daring to breathe near Trump—it’s crickets from the legacy media. Shocker.

The details? They’re as ugly as you’d expect. 

Wagner didn’t just tag a few walls and call it a day. This wasn’t some angsty kid with a Sharpie. He left swastikas, scrawled “ICE = KKK” (because apparently border patrol is now the Klan), and set fires that torched vehicles and property at the Tesla dealership. Then, like a pyromaniac with a planner, he hit the GOP headquarters weeks later with homemade firebombs—glass jars, polystyrene, the works. This wasn’t a hissy fit; it was a calculated middle finger with a side of napalm. Napalm. Let that sink in.

BREAKING: Authorities have arrested Jamison Wagner in connection to the Tesla dealership and Republican party of New Mexico headquarters. pic.twitter.com/EUhiGY4AiG
— Ronnie Lucero (
@RonnieLuceroNM)

And the kicker? This guy’s twisted logic—equating immigration enforcement with white supremacy—is what happens when you marinate in an echo chamber that paints half the country as Satan’s spawn. It starts with “fascist!” and “Nazi!” screamed at Thanksgiving dinner and ends with Molotovs on the doorstep. That’s not “protest.” That’s terrorism, and no amount of “but my feelings” excuses it.

Props to the feds, though. The FBI and ATF weren’t messing around—they found Wagner’s little arson starter kit, complete with matching jars, spray paint, and the exact napalm recipe he used to try burning down the American dream. This wasn’t a guy throwing a tantrum; he was mixing up war crimes in his garage to flex for whatever Antifa group chat egged him on.

Attorney General Pamela Bondi put it best: this crap’s gotta stop. You don’t get to torch your political enemies and call it “activism.” Break the law, kiss your freedom goodbye—whether you’re lobbing firebombs at a GOP office or chaining yourself to a Starbucks counter over a pronoun.

But here’s the part that chaps my hide: the silence. Where’s the Democrat outrage? Where’s the media’s wall-to-wall coverage? When a lunatic sets fire to conservative institutions, it’s like it never happened. No primetime specials, no sanctimonious op-eds, no celebrity PSAs. Just a big ol’ shrug from the “save democracy” crowd.

So, to the left: if you’re serious about this whole “democracy” thing, maybe start by calling out the guy literally setting it ablaze. Until then, keep your lectures or put them where only mushrooms grow. 

While Republicans are out shaking hands and kissing babies, your radicals are playing arsonist. And that’s a fact even the most shameless spin doctor can’t burn away.

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