Well, congrats to the Biden administration for adding yet another chapter to the political drama they seem hell-bent on scripting. The latest plot twist? Old Joe’s health or, as it turns out, the lack thereof. The whispers swirling around indicate an aggressive form of prostate cancer. Now, mind you, this isn’t just any cancer. Some doctors are calling it stage four because, let’s face it, when cancer takes a road trip from the prostate to the bones, it isn’t just out for a Sunday drive. Oh, but the White House kept mum about this. What a surprise.
Fast forward to Jake Tapper and his so-called insights. His new book, promoted like it’s the greatest reveal since Watergate, is supposedly an expose of the Biden administration’s cover-ups. Never mind that the media, which he’s a part of, played dumb all along. This is their way of rewriting the narrative, portraying themselves as duped innocents while they were really riding shotgun the whole time.
And speaking of rewriting narratives, let’s talk about Biden’s little classified document mishap. Apparently, “garage security” took a new meaning with stacks of sensitive paperwork nestled next to his vintage Corvette. Just like Trump, but worse, because Joe’s important papers weren’t even supposed to have a garage vacation. Yet, somehow in this upside-down world, no charges for Joe! Maybe he promised to keep the engine noise down.
Now, when Joe was grilled by the prosecutor, it was as if folks just realized the guy can’t keep track of whether his son is dead or, um… dying? Seriously, Beau Biden passed away in 2015, but Joe doesn’t seem too clear on that. Oh, but media defenders swooped in, chalking it up to stress and an unfortunate misspeak. Whoopsie!
The Democrats’ grand scheme was to coast Joe across the political finish line with as much grace as a three-legged race. Meanwhile, they painted Trump as public enemy number one. But let’s not forget the unspoken agenda—swap Joe out for someone with a newer model, let’s say a Vice President, when the timing’s right. It’s a Ford kind of strategy if one ever saw one, paving the way for the “first female president” without all the hassle of winning a general election. Genius or just opportunistic? You decide.
As the lights dim and this political theater plays on, one thing is clear: the scriptwriters in D.C. have quite the imagination, filled with plot holes, double standards, and enough drama to keep the audience clapping—or cringing—all night long.
