Joe Biden: I propose…. blather!
![See you later, Joe [To improve your day and general outlook, RTWT]](https://americandigest.org/wp/wp-content/uploads/2019/09/Joseph-Heller-Jr-241x300.jpg "See you later, Joe [To improve your day and general outlook, RTWT]")
Next post: Why The Left Fears The Right, And Why The Right Will Win By John at Wilder Weathly and Wise
Previous post: Strange Daze
WHEN in the course of human Events, it becomes necessary….
Welcome to the New American Digest: 2003-2020
He thought he kept the universe alone;
For all the voice in answer he could wake
Was but the mocking echo of his own
From some tree-hidden cliff across the lake.
Some morning from the boulder-broken beach
He would cry out on life, that what it wants
Is not its own love back in copy speech,
But counter-love, original response.
And nothing ever came of what he cried
Unless it was the embodiment that crashed
In the cliff’s talus on the other side,
And then in the far distant water splashed,
But after a time allowed for it to swim,
Instead of proving human when it neared
And someone else additional to him,
As a great buck it powerfully appeared,
Pushing the crumpled water up ahead,
And landed pouring like a waterfall,
And stumbled through the rocks with horny tread,
And forced the underbrush–and that was all.
Gerard Van der Leun
When all Earth’s seas shall Levitate,
Dark shawled within the skies,
Upon our eyes will Starfish dance
Their waltz of Blind surprise.
The sun will Rise within wine Dark
As Argonauts imbibed,
Whose drunken arms embrace that sleep
Where Phaeton’s horses Stride.
Upon all of Earth’s wind-sanded shores,
As dolphins Learn to soar,
All we once were on the land
Shall be sealed behind the door
Of Ivory and Chastened Gold,
That the Mystery solved complete
Shall never til the seas’ Long fall
Wake mariners from their sleep.
— Van der Leun
I CELEBRATE myself, and sing myself,
And what I assume you shall assume,
For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.
I loafe and invite my soul,
I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass.
My tongue, every atom of my blood, form’d from this soil, this
air,
Born here of parents born here from parents the same, and their
parents the same,
I, now thirty-seven years old in perfect health begin,
Hoping to cease not till death.
— Walt Whitman
Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach?
I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach.
I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.
I do not think that they will sing to me.
I have seen them riding seaward on the waves
Combing the white hair of the waves blown back
When the wind blows the water white and black.
We have lingered in the chambers of the sea
By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown
Till human voices wake us, and we drown.
— The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock by T. S. Eliot
Comments on this entry are closed.
Pathetic. And he’s the best the democrats have.
“I’m tired. Can I go home now?”
“You can do it, Joe. Just hang in there.”
“Where? Where do I hang the wash? On the line? One toke over the line, Sittin’ downtown in a… What am I sittin’ downtown in?… Ohhhhhhhh, sittin’ on the dock of the bay…. somebody bet on de bay. Who bet on de bay, pony soldier in the rain Jacky Gleason and away we go… Say, I gotta go.”
“Easy, Joe. Easy does it.”
“Easy. Silver. Hi yo Silver, away down upon the Suwannee River, far…. How far? As far as I can tell, William Tell shot an apple right off his son’s head. Say, what’s head cheese, anyway?”
“Let’s take a break, Joe. How about some pie….”
“American pie got my Chevy on the levee… Hey, I know a guy named Levy. He was either a lawyer or a pair of jeans Simmons or Gene Simmons lot of hair over there and we won’t come back till it’s over the rainbow way up high neighbor, won’t you be mine…. All’s I need now is a powerful gasoline, a clean windshield, and a shoe shine on harvest moon up in the sky I ain’t had no lovin’ spoonful summer in the city my neck is gritty dum de dum de dom de dum isn’t it a pity patty I see a putty tat. I did. I did see a putty tat.”
“And now, President Biden will take the oath of office. Place your left hand on the Bible…No, not in your pants, Sir.”
“I gotcher Bible right here… I think I got it. Yeah, there it is. Thar it is. The White Whale!”
“Now repeat after me.”
“No, you repeat after Me! Apple Core.”
“Baltimore.”
“Who’s your friend?”
“Me.”
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ds3juU94LsY
Typical Democrat candidate, reaching the existential core of their ideas minus the layers of BS.
This is why the dems don’t want debates.
And this why I am so eager to see the debates!
Trump should run circles around the old dolt.
Maybe he’s playing possum.
Wow. He’s obviously going to crush Donald Trump, the incumbent. Uh, huh.
Putin, Lil’ Kim and what’s his name, the head Chink, are licking their chops over the thought of what they’re gonna be able to do to this guy if he gets selected.
The question that should be the hot topic of conversation is this: what group of people, what kind of organization (political party), what are the moral values at play here when some one like this is put forward as a candidate? Why are they (democrats) doing this–surely their leadership is smart enough t0 see how incapable their candidate has become. What’s really going on here? Do you really think they are running this hoax in order to attract the feminist voter who believes that they will finally get a female in the oval office, because their candidate will collapse soon after the swearing in ceremony? I don’t think so–they can’t be this stupid. SOMETHING ELSE IS GOING ON.
Anne,
I get what you are saying and perhaps this is an answer.
I tend to think that TPTB are working toward a Trump reelection and then, the economy tanks, more problems with the virus, racial unrest continues and escalates and all of it will be sold as Trump’s fault. That is the narrative.
Or, they are truly going to win by hook or by crook and then install sleepy along with a feminist-Marxist who will take the reins of power shortly after.
Either way I do sense there is more at play here, like a push for a global currency, because central banks have failed and money is dirty – spreads disease, and again, all of it will be blamed on Trump.
If the dems win we will go full-on commie and China will likely own us. If Trump wins the dems won’t just say, shucks we lost. Let’s go home. No. they will continue this shit-show of destroy everything that stands for the system. Their aim is to grab power one way or another.