President Biden is going to deliver a prime-time speech Thursday on what the White House calls the “battle for the soul of the nation.”
It’s a timely topic with rich possibilities, but none richer than the notion that the Big Guy is qualified to address America’s soul. Unless he’s going to confess how his family made millions by selling access to foreign governments and Communist oligarchs, Biden will be stuck spinning a web of fiction.
No problem there because fiction is what he’s good at. He has a gift for playing make-believe.
All politicians lie, but Biden doesn’t stop there. He’s a proven plagiarist, a fabulist, always the hero of his own stories, the Walter Mitty of American politics!
Never mind that on his watch and under his policies, America has gotten more violent, more expensive and more pessimistic. The world smells weakness and when our enemies say the United States is in decline, it’s hard to argue otherwise.
Yet Biden stumbles and mumbles on, the path greased by his image of being a solid old-school guy. Uncle Joe is made for politics and voters can trust him, the media never tires of lecturing us, because he reminds them of someone in their family.
Sure, he’s a little daffy and gets hot under the collar quickly, but he means well and has a big heart. Maybe that big heart is why young children want to rub the hair on his legs and why he nuzzles them and sniffs their hair.
Isn’t that what all uncles do? And don’t all fathers take showers with their daughters, as Uncle Joe did with his daughter, according to Ashley Biden’s diary?
When Uncle Joe tells stories about his own childhood, he is always “Joey” and the family is sitting around the kitchen table in Scranton, going over the bills they can’t afford to pay. Somebody always says something about the little guys getting screwed, which Joey vows to stop when he grows up.
That’s why, he tells us, he worked so hard in high school and was admitted to the Naval Academy, started college at the historically black Delaware State University, then moved to the University of Delaware where he got three undergraduate degrees.
Three degrees and four Pinocchios!
Then he was off to law school at Syracuse University, where he got the only full academic scholarship and finished in the top half of his class.
He said, until facts proved otherwise.
Along the way, he got a job as the only white lifeguard at a black swimming pool in Wilmington, where he faced down Corn Pop, “a bad dude who ran a lot of bad boys.” They all carried razor blades dipped in rain barrels to make them rusty but Joe Biden wasn’t afraid and Corn Pop backed down!
Fight to save own skin
Real life dealt Biden more than his share of tragedy, but it never dimmed his passion for self-aggrandizement. He says he was arrested more than once for participating in civil-rights protests in the United States and once in South Africa for trying to see Nelson Mandela.
Neither claim is true, but it is a fact he befriended southern segregationists in the Senate and “revered” his mentor Robert Byrd, a former KKK member.
Sometimes Biden’s passion for civil rights carries him away, as it did in the 2012 campaign when he accused Mitt Romney and Republicans of wanting to put black Americans “back in chains.”
Or when he told a black radio host in 2020 that “you ain’t black” if the host even considered voting for Donald Trump.
Those passions were still hot last year when he attacked a proposed Georgia law requiring voter identification as “Jim Crow in the 21st Century” and said supporting it was like being on the side of Bull Connor. No matter that Delaware also requires voter ID.
All of which suggests Biden’s version of the soul of America is conveniently contoured to fit his politics at any given moment. Thursday, with the midterms heating up and Biden family secrets at stake, will be a grand example.
Coming just after his attorney general ordered an unprecedented raid on the home of the former president, and as the case plays out daily in the media, the current president will say America must unite to protect democracy from the other party, er semi-fascists.
He won’t have to mention Donald Trump’s name for everyone to know who the devil is. While some may worry Democrats are weaponizing law enforcement against their political enemies, the media will shout hooray for Uncle Joe.
It will remain unsaid that the same FBI that spied on Trump in 2016 and helped to quash The Post’s Hunter Biden laptop story in 2020, is now being counted on to deep-six that pesky probe of Hunter and all those foreign paymasters. No leaks and no end in sight of the four-year investigation, despite the fact that millions of dollars sloshed around in various Biden family accounts.
All the more reason why Biden must fight like hell for Democrats to hold both houses of Congress this fall. His presidency and reputation are at stake because if Republicans gain either chamber, they vow to investigate the Big Guy and his family’s riches.
So voters will have a real choice. They can get a full, honest picture of Biden’s long career of getting a secret cut.
Or they can decide the soul of the nation is best served with the status quo, where the cash flows into the First Family’s pockets and the leader of the other party gets raided by the FBI and faces prison.
NYC gets all crossed up
Seven thousand six hundred — and counting. That’s how many border-crossing migrants are now in New York City shelters, and the number is growing by the day.
Sooner or later, Mayor Adams is going to pay a political price. The influx started with the federal government’s secret flights to area airports and is continuing with Texas Gov. Greg Abbott sending migrant buses to Gotham and Washington DC.
Abbott’s goal is to pressure sanctuary cities into crying uncle and getting Biden to seal the border.
Abbott has won the argument. The only question is how long it will take for Adams to concede defeat and work with him to get Washington to enforce immigration laws.
Stink vs. Hochul
Joseph Cesare sees a blind spot in Gov. Hochul’s attack on Florida and Gov. Ron DeSantis where she said the problem “starts at the top down.” Cesare writes: “Is she not aware that she is the governor of a state that is rotting like a fish?”
Tardy Blas ‘prof’ecy
Reader Otto Hernandez has a warning for Harvard students who sign up to take Bill de Blasio’s class. Noting that Professor Putz isn’t a stickler about time, he writes: “I’m guessing his 9 am class will start promptly at 10 am.”