You'd think this would have been settled when she posted a video of herself doing some sort of chair dance to a Cardi B song, as an African-American does (black people actually listen to that Cardi B album, I can assure you), but no. Apparently, black people have yet to be convinced that Kamala Harris is an actual black person.
To address this issue once and for all, she appeared on The Breakfast Club, maybe the only place for black people to learn about politics, for better or worse.
I'm blind and not particularly attuned to issues involving black women's hair, so I can't recall if she was wearing her "ethnic edges," like in the Cardi B video. Regardless, she was laying on the fake-black-chick routine thick, in an accent that was, to her credit, somewhat better than Janet Jackson's blaccent in Poetic Justice.
[I may or may not have discussed Janet Jackson's blaccent in Poetic Justice, and whether or not Q-Tip hit that (I wrote it quickly, and I honestly can't recall), in my new book Wardrobe Malfunction. Pre-order the Kindle version from Amazon, just in case.]
To her credit, Harris seemed more charismatic than the surprisingly weird-seeming (aside from the whole gay thing) Corey Booker, who was on The Breakfast Club the other day. She's old, and she's the police, but she's more attractive than she's getting credit for, and obviously at least some of the resistance she's receiving from black men on Twitter is confused lust, as is the case with the conservative response to Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez.
Otherwise, there's nothing to recommend Kamala Harris, and there's no reason any conscientious black person should vote for her. Her politics are more backwards than any other Democratic nominee that I'm aware of, and she can't even claim to be the most black candidate, in an election where the only other phenotypically black candidate is Cory Booker—this despite the fact that black women, scientifically speaking, are more black than their black male counterparts.