JD Vance’s Ohio home gets hit by a rock-throwing vandal. Suspect is in cuffs, windows are dust.

Early morning in the Buckeye State
Somebody’s feeling a little bit of hate
Cranking up the arm, let the stones fly fast
Turning JD’s view into shattered glass
Middle-class dreams, high-velocity rocks
Now there’s yellow tape all around the block.
Cracks in the glass, cracks in the glass
Security detail moving real fast
He’s the VP-elect but the window’s a mess
That’s one way to send a political address
Pane, pane, go away
JD’s got a glazier on the way today.
Look, he’s in the hot seat, literally
Drafty in the parlor, socially
From the Hillbilly Elegy to an alleyway felony
Police on the lawn, that’s the neighborhood melody!
Suspect in the back of the cruiser now
JD’s wiping sweat off a furrowed brow
Keep the curtains closed, keep the secrets tight
Someone’s spending New Year in a cell tonight.
Done.