And thus February begins…
I almost missed all of the shenanigans on Thursday the 8th. By the time I settled in for the evening, I learned that the special counsel looking into the president’s classified documents chicanery issued his report, declining to prosecute, but did say that the president was whistling past the grave; and then everything blew up in a shroud of surreal confetti. Breathless political commentators were quivering.
What does it all mean?
Skid Row Joe called a hastily organized press conference and speculation ranged from: he was going to resign, or he was going to drop out of the race, or he was going to shuffle up to the podium in his jammies to wish everyone goodnight.
It was none of the above.
Grandpa Joe did shuffle in—full suit and tie, thank you very much—and shook his fist at the young whippersnappers and told them all to go to hell and he was going to Gaza, to shake hands with Poncho Villa, the president of New Zealand.
He got that one wrong. There is no president of New Zealand.
And now there’s blood in the water:
Some acknowledged that the [special counsel] report and Biden's appearance afterward could fuel doubts about his chance of being re-elected, and then serving as president until he's 86.
One House Democrat called Biden's verbal slip-ups "awful," and wondered why the president's staff allowed him to hold a press conference — then field reporters' shouted questions — "that late at night after a full day," instead of Friday morning, when he'd be "fresh." [I guess 7:30 EST is late?]
And…
A former Biden aide described [the] Democrats' dilemma: "Taking the nomination away from Biden is like taking the car keys away from your parents."
The Democrats are in a Catch-22 and I have absolutely NO sympathy for these dastardly douchebags. In their zest for power, these masters of hate didn’t care one iota what this walking corpse would do to the country. They have an agenda. That agenda is right on schedule. And occasionally—much more lately—he stumbles into public and says stuff and does stuff that really screw up their plans.
After realizing that this is much ado about nothing, I spent the rest of the evening watching Tucker Carlson’s interview of Vlad the Historian. That spectacle was strange as well—two hours long. Putin spent the first 30-minutes or so giving a Russian history lesson which was interesting but by the time he got to the more important topics, I had fallen asleep at my desk—not that it was boring. I guess I was just really tired. The translator’s voice was like a metronome and as Vlad droned on, my eyes kept slipping downward and my lids finally closed.
But I did hear Putin make one observation that was on the nose: Joe Biden is a puppet of the Deep State. In fact, Putin further suggested that every president since, well, who knows when, has been captured by the intelligence apparatus and, since he was former KGB, he knows this for a fact. And he was glad that the CIA had turned down young Tucker’s application after he had graduated college.
But now, the hate factory is faced with defeat. The Bad Orange Man is the stalking horse and he actually has a much better than even chance of moving back into the White House (after fully fumigated), even after having to again face “the most extensive and inclusive VOTER FRAUD organization in the history of American politics,” as Ol’Joe bragged about in October of 2020.
The 25th Amendment was also bandied about. Does anyone truly believe that the current cabinet of fools would do what’s best for the country, let alone be able to find the Cabinet Room?
The knee-jerk reaction, of course, is to impeach the Conqueror of Corn Pop immediately. But the equation hasn’t really changed. We have all known that the guy occupying the Oval Office is half a loaf of a full loaf of bread. He always has been. We saw the mold on the crust and now it’s spread to the white part. That is no surprise. This guy is not in charge; he never has been. Removing him by political force wouldn’t solve the problems facing the nation.
Whether he’s [Biden] forced out now—at the hands of Republicans—or later—by a panicked Democrat Party—offers no true bearing on the near term of our nation. If he’s going down, it’s best to serve the interests of the nation, as a whole [a Trump victory], rather than a short-term political victory for shortsighted people.
The one thing that has changed since I said that back in August: enough Democrat senators now might actually vote yes for impeachment. It solves a lot for them—and they are beginning to panic. If they can come up with an alternative woman of color to run for president (you can speculate on that), I don’t think they worry about replacing Kamala at the convention. But, like I suggested in that piece, why should the Republicans do the Democrats dirty work?
The prospect of Cackling Kamala becoming president should scare us more than retaining turnip brain because she might accidentally start World War Three with simply her essence of being.
And now, we take you live to the White House as President Harris addresses the nation in the wake of the Sixth Fleet surrendering to an Iranian tug boat…
Good evening, my fellow people. World War Three would be a war. It would be the third war, or some might say a confrontation. The third one. And the world is where we live. We sometimes call it earth. And it would be earth-wide. And on the whole earth, there would be a war. And we cannot let that happen. And so, while three is my lucky number, the earth will be unlucky if we were to use that number when declaring war. So maybe after we diagram it, using three circles that we could form a Venn* diagram with—and you know how I love Venn diagrams (trademark cackle)—well, we would see that since there have been many wars, maybe three would not be the number we would use to classify a minor scuffle that would involve everyone on the earth—with lots of fire. But, just maybe, we’ll call it Earth Confrontation Three. Or, maybe One, since there has never been a whole earth confrontation before.
Lord help us.
* Edited. Originally stated vin diagram instead of Venn. Author’s ignorance despite the fact that I love Venn diagrams too.
Another one right on the mark! Your recognition is growing!❤️😊