It’s true that we could all use a little humor in times of crisis, but news of Joe Biden falling off his bicycle isn’t funny, and this crisis is too serious. When you laugh at Biden, you grant him undeserved importance—as though he were president of the United States.
Biden is not president of the United States. He wasn’t elected, and he certainly isn’t running the country. We are reliving the twilight of the Wilson Administration: As Churchill put it in The Second World War, Wilson “suffered a paralytic stroke just as he was setting forth on his campaign, and lingered henceforward a futile wreck for a great part of two long and vital years.” In the meantime, historians have assured us, Wilson’s wife was running the country. If this is so, we may partially credit Edith Wilson with having laid the groundwork for World War II.
In reality, Edith was no more in charge in 1919 than Mrs. (I mean Dr.) Jill Biden is now. A weak or nonexistent president is an opportunity for professional politicians and professional bureaucrats to do what they most love: To exercise power without accountability. To steal it. To usurp it.
Look at funny Joe Biden, falling off his bicycle, losing his way back from the podium, losing his way in the middle of a sentence. The people who have stolen the office of president want you to look at him. They want you to blame him.
They want you to pretend that the utter destruction of America—of our economy, our property, our peace, our freedom, our ability to defend ourselves from madmen and from the government—is just an accidental result wrought by a comedy-clown president who’s lost his mind.
In reality this is a deliberate plan by people who know exactly what they’re doing and who are achieving exactly what they want.
These people also want you to look forward to the next election. They want you to vote, to be excited about voting, to think of nothing else but the moment when you get to exercise your right to choose your own government and throw the bums out of office. Of course it will be a big disappointment to you when the outrage you thought was sweeping the nation doesn’t actually materialize—or when it disappears in the middle of the night while the polls are closed and we’re all in bed.
It will be a big disappointment, but at least you got to vote! You played the game. You lost, fair and square. You will, they hope, swallow your disappointment precisely because the election was such a big deal that it must be real. And then they can get on with destroying America for two more years, for four more years. Perhaps even after Biden is dead they can prop him up just like in “Weekend at Bernie’s.”
Enough with the “I Did That!” Biden stickers. They’re funny but the truth is, Biden didn’t do that, and you’re letting the people who did and who are doing that off for free. If America is going to hell (and that’s the road we’re on) Biden isn’t even 10 percent as responsible as your own feckless, cowardly and corrupt pseudo-Republican senator. Biden didn’t do that. Lindsey Graham did.