Forget any talk about a possible VP slot on the Democratic ticket or chatter about an attorney general nomination under a new president in 2021. Kamala Harris should go on vacation, get away from the cameras and then get back to work.

No matter how brief her rise, Harris used her brains and brawn and made it into the top tier of the Democratic candidates. She became only the third African American woman ever to make a credible run for president, after Shirley Chisholm in 1972 and Carol Moseley Braun in 2004. That’s a real accomplishment.

But having been cut, tailored and stretched by advisers, Harris needs to get back into her own skin.

Running for president forced her to pass herself off as an expert on health care, the economy and foreign policy.

She’s not. That may come with time. But what she is now is a lawyer and a prosecutor. She can do a lot for her constituents in California filling that role in the Senate, starting with judging President Trump in an impeachment trial.

If there’s a new Democratic president in 14 months and that person thinks Harris should be attorney general, fine. But she doesn’t need to be seen as pursuing that, or weighing in on the Democratic race that no longer includes her.

She has repair work to do back home, and that starts with doing the job Californians elected her to do.

How Bloomberg can win: He can’t.

OK, he can. But it’s going to take a bit of doing.

I’ve made clear that I think former New York Mayor Michael Bloomberg is the only one running for the Democratic presidential nomination who can beat President Trump.

He’s got the money, he’s got an issue (gun violence), and Trump can’t tar him as a socialist who wants to tax you to the skies, give everyone free money every month or send you to the DMV for a medical checkup.

But yes, he’s a billionaire and he’s just ahead of Andrew Yang in the polls, so it’s an uphill climb to the nomination.

He won’t win it outright.

But this Democratic race stands a better chance than any in decades of reaching the convention with no clear nominee — Joe Biden is bleeding support to Pete Buttigieg, and Elizabeth Warren has resiliency but she’s dividing the left with Bernie Sanders, who showed in 2016 that he’ll stay in it to the bitter end.

Which one of those will the Democratic establishment, including the convention’s superdelegates, look at on the fourth ballot in Milwaukee in July and decide, yup, that’s the one who can beat Trump?

At that point, a businessperson and Washington outsider who doesn’t unnerve swing state voters might look pretty good. The Democrats are going to have just one of those.

Movie time: “The Report.” This ripped-from-the-headlines story about Sen. Dianne Feinstein’s effort to uncover the truth about the CIA’s use of torture on suspected terrorists after 9/11 is riveting. In just 30 seconds, Annette Bening nails her role as Feinstein.

“The Good Liar.” My pick of the week. A well-paced and well-acted movie about a con artist who winds up trapped in the middle of his own game. Helen Mirren and Ian McKellen are at their usual best.

“21 Bridges.” An undercover cop with a past, two cop killers, one big conspiracy and a load of cocaine make up the plot. You’ve seen this type of story before, but they still make it entertaining.

“Knives Out.” By far, the most fun and interesting movie of the season. It’s a Sherlock Holmes-style whodunit starring Daniel Craig as the offbeat super sleuth, with Christopher Plummer, Don Johnson and Jamie Lee Curtis in the ensemble of suspects.

“The Irishman.” I had to take a break after an hour and a half of this three-hours-and-then-some mob story. Too long, too slow. Plus, having watched all the “Godfather” movies and “Goodfellas” and “Casino,” I had a feeling I’d seen it all before.

Hopefully I’ll make it back for the second half.

Black ties, big wallets: The War Memorial Opera House’s stage was transformed into a giant dining room the other night for the annual Opera Guild fundraiser, and it proved to be worth every bit of the effort.

The black-tie party drew some of the biggest wallets in the Bay Area, and as I was drafted by Farah Makras for the night, it was my job to open them up for donations.

The top item was a first-class trip to the Tony Awards ceremony for four — complete with flight, three nights at the Plaza Hotel, two Broadway plays and seats that normally go to Tony nominees.

I started at $10,000, and by the time I got to $30,000, some 30 people were still in the bidding.

As a joke, I said, “I don’t have all night, so the first one willing to pay $60,000 gets it.”

And darned if this guy in the back doesn’t raise his hand and say, “I’ll take it.”

Then Mayor London Breed came up and whispered in my ear that we’d be auctioning off lunch for four at Le Central with the two of us.

It went for 80 grand!

After the auction, everyone got up and started dancing. Not to opera, but to “Mustang Sally.”

Ride, Sally, ride.

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