Why Should We Have to Choose Between Two Senile Septuagenarians? To Hell With Trump and Biden!

People who haven’t been paying close attention to the Democratic presidential race remember Joe Biden as the goofy, gaffe prone and affable career politician who played the part of an elder stateman in contrast to the vibrant and young Barack Obama.

Most of us would have enjoyed drinking a beer and discussing 1970 American muscle cars with circa 2008 Biden, but the current iteration of Biden bears little resemblance to the Biden who palled around with Obama.

Biden’s behavior in this primary has been bizarre, erratic, disturbing and dare I say it, Trumpian? The deer in the headlights Biden is a disaster on the debate stage: he meanders into bizarre tangents, struggles to keep his dentures in place, and fights an epic battle to keep from stuttering. When he interacts with voters he veers from creepily familiar to wildly aggressive.

What do you do with the crazy uncle in the attic when you have guests over for dinner? You either tie him to his bed or pray that he won’t come down and spoil the festivities. Is it any wonder that Biden’s handlers have severely limited his campaign appearances and restricted his access to the press?

The electorate is desperate for a return to normalcy and respectability after four years of the chaos, corruption, and criminality of the Trump administration. Biden is as far from normalcy and respectability as a wilted head of cabbage and stale crackers are from a prime steak and lobster dinner. Voters aren’t going to exchange one weird-ass septuagenarian for another weird-ass septuagenarian.