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As the political strategist Mike Murphy said many moons ago, Biden’s age is like a gigantic pair of antlers he wears on his head, all day every day. Even when he does something exceptional—like visit a war zone in Ukraine, or whip inflation—the people applauding him are thinking, Can’t. Stop. Staring. At. The antlers. Biden can’t shed these antlers. He’s going to wear them from now until November 5. If anything, they’ll probably grow. |
IT'S OKAY to feel despair, fear, worry and anxiety and the other common sense emotions that bubble up when faced by a psychopath like The Defendant. We’d be crazy to do otherwise.
We should pledge to do the very best we can to keep him away from the Oval Office.
We should get as much sleep as possible. Eat sensibly. Exercise responsibly.
Occasionally, we should laugh at ourselves and, more often, at our critics
And maybe, in solidarity with Joe Biden, we should get our own set of antlers.
We should pledge to do the very best we can to keep him away from the Oval Office.
We should get as much sleep as possible. Eat sensibly. Exercise responsibly.
Occasionally, we should laugh at ourselves and, more often, at our critics
And maybe, in solidarity with Joe Biden, we should get our own set of antlers.
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BRIAN C. JONES
I'VE BEEN a reporter and writer for 60 years, long enough to have learned that journalists don't know very much, although I've met some smart ones.
Mainly, what reporters know comes from asking other people questions and fretting about their answers.
This blog is a successor to one inspired by our dog, Phoebe, who was smart, sweet and the antithesis of Donald Trump. She died Feb. 3, 2022, and I don't see getting over that very soon.
Occasionally, I think about trying to reach her via cell phone.
Mainly, what reporters know comes from asking other people questions and fretting about their answers.
This blog is a successor to one inspired by our dog, Phoebe, who was smart, sweet and the antithesis of Donald Trump. She died Feb. 3, 2022, and I don't see getting over that very soon.
Occasionally, I think about trying to reach her via cell phone.
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