By Kurt Schlichter Posted: Mar 01, 2021 12:01 AM for Townhall
If you’re a Democrat, you have to be thinking about a Harris/Cheney ticket in 2024 because the * administration is a complete disaster. And not just on policy. Obama‘s administration was a policy disaster, but it was at least a competently implemented disaster. The Zombie Administration is a disaster in both form and substance.
What has this desiccated, old weirdo achieved in his six weeks of semi-consciousness in the Oval Office? Well, there’s putting tens of thousands of Americans out of jobs, including union guys who voted for him. There’s telling the American people that their kids can’t go to school because public school teachers take priority over children because of science or something. There’s another war in the Middle East. Those are kind of accomplishments, but not really good ones.
His administration had someone named “Ducklo” who was mean to women. He had another who wants to be a woman and who wants to let your little boys be surgically turned into women. And Neera Tanden’s confirmation was blocked because she was a woman and totally not because she was an inept loudmouth.
If this is normalcy, what’s a freak show look like?
Are you * voters starting to feel a bit of buyer’s remorse? Let me ask it another way. Everybody enjoying your $2,000 check? Oh well. On the upside, they impeached Trump…and failed. Again, after sucking up two weeks of the Senate’s calendar. So, what do you have to show for yourself, * voters?
Like Humpty Dumpty’s establishment guardians’ efforts, all the media hacks can’t put Humpty Dementy back together again. They can try and sell you on how happy days are here again, but at the end of the day, you still have a diaper wrapped around your face and your kids are shipping off for another war in Whothehellcaresistan.
So, it’s basically the Trump era with fewer jobs, the same pandemic, plus a new stupid war. Maybe that’s not the kind of change his voters hoped for.
On the plus side, there are no mean tweets. On the downside, President Badfinger isn’t capable of tweeting. He’s barely capable of using the remote to find the “Matlock” marathon.
This is a failed presidency. He has done nothing. He has accomplished nothing. He is nothing, in the sense that he’s an afterthought to the whole endeavor. His job is to sign the executive orders, not to think them up or prepare them or even read them before he scrawls his X on them.
“Hey Mr. President, time for your photo with your dogs. Maybe it’d be a good idea to change out of your bathroom because it’s noon.”
The only way it could be worse is if Hunter Biden got back in the news and…oh, right.
They called a lid on his whole term back on January 21 and it doesn’t get lifted until Kamala Harris finishes pulling off her 25th Amendment flex.
And if I’m wrong, maybe we can circle back and point out one thing that this guy has done that has gone right. Just one thing. Even his attempt to unilaterally change the immigration laws has hit a brick wall in the form of a Trump judge who said, “Nah, you kind of have to do what the law says, it being the law and stuff.”
By the way, those kids aren’t in cages. They’re in Fun Camps. With Fun Bars and Fun Fences. The only way this could be worse is if the Asterisk Administration contracted out their operation to The Lincoln Project.
Oh man, I hope I haven’t given them any ideas.
So, Biden has managed to disappoint the Left, he was always going to disappoint the Right, and he probably disappointed his wife when he failed to call her doctor as she handed him his morning mush bowl.
This narrative of normalcy and competence is shakier than Grandpa Gropey trying to go down the stairs. It’s not gonna last. Everybody knows the guy is senile. Everybody knows the administration can’t make things happen. Everybody knows that this is a car wreck. The only person happy about it is Jimmy Carter because now he’s got a shot at being the second-worst president of the last hundred years.
With Trump, it was “Promises made, promises kept.” With Commander-in-Chief Crusty, it’s “Promises made, hey Jill, where the heck is my slipper, you macadamia twirling hardboiled eggmonger?”
And the funniest part of it all is that when Kamala Harris replaces this guy, as she will by this time next year, she’s going to do even worse because she’s even worse.
These guys are losers, and everybody knows it.
See ya in 2024, Kamala.