“The Incredible Lightness of Biden”
In my recent blog on the debate I contended that everyone knew Biden was impaired—even the big liberal media who were covering up for him because they were satisfied that he was doing a great job because they were getting what they wanted out of him policy-wise because of the people around him who were actually running his administration. Yesterday’s appearance where he commented on the SCOTUS decision on presidential immunity isn’t going to change anyone’s minds. He read a teleprompter for 5 minutes and then left, taking no questions. Same for his North Carolina speech last Friday and a fund-raising talk in the Hamptons (where all the New York financial money lives).
But the other point was that Biden won’t quit because he is fundamentally a typical American sociopath politician who cannot possibly be moved by asking him to do something for the good of the country. Sociopaths are typically self-centered and narcissistic, and I mentioned an article that I couldn’t locate that showed this side of his character. Well, Tobias Langdon found it: “The Incredible Lightness of Biden,” by neocon John Podhoretz, August 19, 2012 in the New York Post. Notice that this was 12 years ago when he was 69. Biden is incoherent and in love with what’s coming out of his mouth to the point that he assumes people are hanging on his every word when they’re not. Not exactly an endorsement for his people skills. The big question is why Obama picked him for vice-president when, as Podhoretz notes, everyone in Washington has a similar story about Biden.
The incredible lightness of Biden
Everyone who has done time in Washington politics or media has a Joe Biden story, and every story is pretty much the same. Here’s mine:
A quarter-century ago, Sen. Joseph R. Biden of Delaware, then in his third term, came in for a lunch with a few editors and reporters at the newspaper where I worked. Its editor welcomed Biden and asked him a question about whatever story was at the top of the news agenda that day.
Biden started talking. And talking. And talking. He spoke and he gesticulated. He wandered off into secondary subjects, and secondary subjects of the secondary subjects. He conjured up a memory of his childhood, and then told a tale from his first campaign.
After 20 minutes without so much as a breath, it was clear to me and others around the table that there was something wrong — that our guest simply did not know how to conclude his peroration.
We shifted in our chairs. Someone coughed. Someone else sighed. The door loomed behind us, tormenting us with the blessings of an escape we simply could not make.
It was not until 45 minutes after he had begun that Joseph I. Biden simply ran out of gas. He came to no conclusion, no closing thought. He just stopped talking, looked down, and at last took a bite of food and drank some water.
I had never been through anything like it. Biden had displayed a literally clinical display of logorrhea, a term Google defines for me as “pathologically incoherent, repetitive speech.”
That condition has never gone away. On April 3 of this year, Biden appeared at a high school in Norfolk, Va., where he was asked a question about gas prices.
“I’m going to give you a brief answer,” he said. “I’m going to give it to you as quick and as straight as I can.”
He then proceeded to speak . . . for 11 minutes. You can watch the video. It’s a little bit like watching Dustin Hoffman in “Rain Man.” Biden walked back and forth, making little eye contact with the audience, as his thoughts poured out of his mouth. Going on. And on.
He spent decades in the Senate doing just this, which was permissible since there are no limits imposed on the amount of time a senator may speak. In her book, “The Obamas,” Jodi Kantor tells a story about Barack Obama, in the first of his three years in the Senate, listening to an endless Biden oration. The future president scribbled a note to an aide. It said: “Kill. Me. Now.”
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“The big question is why Obama picked him for vice-president…”
I assume that it was the same reason as some girls like being seen with an ugly friend. They look better by comparison and don’t have to worry about competition.
See also:
Ebbinghaus illusion
In the best-known version of the illusion, two circles of identical size are placed near each other, and one is surrounded by large circles while the other is surrounded by small circles. As a result of the juxtaposition of circles, the central circle surrounded by large circles appears smaller than the central circle surrounded by small circles.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ebbinghaus_illusion
https://nypost.com/2024/06/26/lifestyle/worlds-tallest-dog-kevin-dies-days-after-earning-guinness-record-title/
The most shocking news of the day sent around the globe: Kevin has died, suddenly and unexpectedly. No, not Kevin MacDonald, who is alive and kicking, not even Kevin Barrett. In Islam, people’s most loyal companions are considered haram, or “unclean” in kafir language.
https://static.fundrazr.com/media/8624dff0ab5d452693f1ad8a820c8425_large.jpg
In contrast to the latter two, the one in question had not even reached the halfway mark of his life. It is said to have happened after he was awarded the prize for being “the greatest Dane” in the world. He may have been emotionally overwhelmed and collapsed in protest.
No dog’s heart in the world, not even the biggest, can cope with this insult. After all, who wants to be honored as something they are not? It was bad enough to be called “Kevin” all his life, not after an actual Kevin, but after a movie role about a boy left alone at home.
He was not a Dane at all, but a German. The term “Great Dane” for this German dog breed named “Deutsche Dogge” is a proto-typical Anglo-American propaganda lie to insult not only German breeders and owners – but also the dogs themselves.
It was all just too much for him, and he preferred to take his hat so that his owners would be home alone from now on. He even forced it on them to have an overlarge dog coffin made ahead of time. All his humiliators will not soon forget this punishment!
And “Hasso”, his real German dog name, is now sitting up there in dog heaven with his dog god Napoleon the Third, being allowed to be a German dog again and having fun watching his punished two-legged tormentors from above.
P.S. from Hasso: “Dog haters will end up in hell (aka ‘fool’s paradise’) and will have to spend all eternity bent over cramming ‘Quranic suras’! If they misinterpret even one syllable, they will be bitten by 72 bloodthirsty female hellhounds that once fell victim to Islam!”
https://www.yahoo.com/news/rfk-jr-denies-eating-dog-221918026.html