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July 8, 2024
The Democrats Plans A, B, C, D, And E To Steal The Upcoming Elections From President Trump And The American People All Look Like Variations On A Chinese Fire Drill
Imagine: President Joe Biden, on the deck behind his Rehoboth Beach house Sunday evening before a most consequential week. He just declared to the nation that only an act of God will prevent him from running for re-election. Dr. Jill has gone inside for another martini, extra-dry, no vermouth, no ice, no olive. . . no glass. Chief advisor, Hunter Biden, just drove into Wilmington to pick something up, he said. Chocolate chip ice cream melts in the bowl on JBs lap as he endures another Parkinsonian frozen rapture. His gaze is fixed on the gray-green Atlantic, a blank horizon, much like his current career prospects.
As happens often these days, he slips off to sleep. In his dream, a red phone is ringing.
Whos this. . .? he says.
Me, God. Thought it was time you and me had a little chat. You cant be serious bout this re-election thang.
Im defending our democracy. Gotta stay in. Defeat Hitler.
Democracy my ass! You channelin Hitler yourself a little too much lately. How it is you laid ninety-seven indictments on my dawg DJT? You done George Floyded da man!
But. . . but. . . the insurrection
Insurrection my ass! Why you keep sayin dat.
If you repeat stuff enough, people believe it.
Who told you that?
Andrew Weissmann.
Oh, really? I kicked his ass outa my house moren four thousand years ago. He aint nothin but trouble. Who told you to listen to him?
Lisa Monaco and Mary McCord.
Oh? Them two! Just so you know, I canceled they retirement plan up here with me. They goin to the other place wid Weissmann. Now, I got news for you, Joey: Ima have to take yo ass out dis election.
But why? Ive accomplished so much. Did you see me at Gettysburg, beating those insurrectionists?
I see everything. Didnt see you around dat day.
What about when I stormed the beaches at Normandy?
Naw. You was in a playpen, going goo-goo-goo. Look, Joey, heres the deal: remember you said God bless America in all them speeches you made?
We all say that. Anyway. . . .
Maybe yall go through the motions, but I got responsibilities, know what Im sayin? I been tryin and tryin to bless dis land but yo bunch making it mighty difficult for me. So, news flash: yo ass is out de race. Official act from yours truly. Sorry.
But. . .but. . . thats. . . thats racist! the President stutters as his dream dissolves in a vapor.
Dr. Jill is shaking his shoulder, rather harshly.
I heard that! Dont even dare think of dropping out, she says. Or youll never get another bowl of ice cream ever again! Do you read me?
Yeah, Okay! Okay! Anyway. . . .
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And so it goes in the twilight hours of our forty-sixth president. At least Rob Reiner hasnt asked him to step aside. At this point, it looks like nobodys in a position to save our democracy until and unless they do something to save the floundering Democratic Party. All hands are on deck in our nations capital. Congress is even coming back from vacation today. So much desperate chatter is rising out of the Potomac Swamp that its like a deadly miasma infecting everyone! What on earth to do now?
There are Plans A, B, C, D, E . . . . Only one problem: they all look like variations on a Chinese fire drill. Let the demented bastard run and hope for the best? Please! You thought the debate was bad? And the Stephanopoulos colloquy was unnerving? Imagine the gaffes and flubs to come in the months ahead. For instance, the convention in Chicago. . . Joe B freezes up for five long minutes at the podium mid-acceptance speech like a defective android in a sci-fi movie. . . Joe B takes a header off the stage at a Midwest state fair. . . Joe B challenges a quadriplegic veteran in a wheelchair to a push-up contest. . . .
Then there is. . . the Kamala question. Could she, uh, step into the breach, if it. . . you know . . . had to be? She comes with a dowry of over $250-million in campaign contributions, which no other candidate has dibs on. Quite a temptation. But the cackling. . . ? The vapid word-salad. . .? The record of accomplishment. . . ?
Would Hillary even allow that? I said uh-hey (hey), you (you), get offa my cloud! Hillary is lurking so quietly in the background shes like one of those self-camouflaging bottom-feeder fish pretending to be a rock, with a coy little tendril dangling in front of her garage-size mouth to lure the little fishies in . . . before . . . chomp chomp! But, has she plumb worn out her welcome in American politics? Is she a fazed cookie? You cant help but see a big, bold letter L on her forehead lately. She might, arguably, be even more loathed by more voters than Mr. Trump at this point.
Then theres the idea put out just over the weekend to stage an insta-bliz primary before the August Dem Convention. With the condition of positive-only campaigns. Does that mean no Hitler-talk? Cant wait to see how that works out.
Finally, theres the novelty solution to this fine mess: Joe Biden stays in the race, bumps Kamala, installs Barack Obama in the veep candidate slot, they romp, then somewhere around January 21, 2025, JB bows out. . . and cazart! Its back to the Good ol days with President Obama again! What a play! Genius! You see, the 22nd Amendment only says: No person shall be elected to the office of the President more than twice. Doesnt say anything about getting elected veep and then being elevated to president by happenstance. If that doesnt save our democracy, I dont know what will.
Were in for fast-moving developments this week. Ill update here as necessary.
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