President Crackhead

The steamy heat has arrived with a vengeance.  We finally got two sunny days in a row and the mercury (gasp!) exceeded ninety degrees.  Luckily, I’ve finally gotten the pool’s pH, clarity and algae infiltration status (I just made that up) where they belong.  And now the younger grandson cohort has arrived and they threaten to infest the pool with complete abandon.  And afterwards, they’ll demand that Camera Girl produce grilled cheese sandwiches and chocolate milk.  Eventually we’ll head down to the pool table and delve into the mysteries of Euclidean-Newtonian elastic collisions.  But before we get around to that I’ll provide my daily gazette.

Official Washington seems to be fascinated with the West Wing cocaine caper.  Apparently, the FBI and CIA that can use advanced DNA detection technology to solve decades old cold cases can’t identify the owner of the zip-lock bag of cocaine found in the West Wing.  Now that is so transparently absurd that anyone with a modicum of intelligence realizes that everyone knows exactly who was in possession of the bag.  Just as a guess I’d say it’s Hunter’s.  But I’m sure there is a long list of coke heads inhabiting the White House.  The real question is why was the discovery of the coke allowed to see the light of day?

Is this part of an op meant to discredit the Biden re-election or is it meant to give the Republicans some semblance of hope that they can beat Biden in 2024?  Honestly?  I can’t decide and even more importantly I don’t care.  The degeneracy of the Biden regime has never been in doubt.  Everywhere we look in the Biden administration we see corruption and dysfunction.  It’s a freak show.

At the same time that has had exactly zero effect on the political landscape.  Official Washington does exactly as it pleases and it no longer seems to matter how outrageously the regime misbehaves.  So once again, we see the completely separate realities that friends of the regime inhabit versus everyone else.  The IRS tracks every deposit and withdrawal from your bank account that’s more than $600 but Hunter Biden has tens of millions of dollars floating in and out of his accounts and the only consequence is he has to re-file his taxes.  Anarcho-tyranny at its very best.

The only worse example is the difference in how we’re treated with respect to speech.  Here’s a staffer for the present New York City Council who advocated for violence against the police during the George Floyd riots.  She suffered no consequences and currently has a job in government.  Whereas a right-wing Twitter personality was convicted of voter suppression for mocking the intelligence of Democrat voters by tweeting that they could vote by texting.

So why don’t they just give Hunter his coke back.  What possible difference could it make to anyone?  In fact, why don’t we just save time and let Hunter take over his father’s spot on the 2024 Democrat presidential ticket?  I think President Crackhead is exactly what we should have in the White House.  Let’s stop any pretense that we have a democratic process or that the regime even bothers to pretend to care what we think.  What we have to do is find the work-arounds that will allow us to survive in this thugocracy.  And I think moving this thing along makes sense.  Yep, President Crackhead.

Okay, so there’s my black pill for the day.  I’ll try to be more cheerful later.  Meantime I better go spend some time with the kids.  That’s the white pill.