In the aftermath of Joe Biden’s debate debacle, one thing remains constant: Dr. Gill’s delusional confidence that she can save the situation.
Under the control of her Rasputin-like advisor Anthony Bernal, the First Lady is acting as if she were the candidate herself, at the expense of her husband and country.
She is the gatekeeper of the Biden delusion.
“Joe, you did a great job,” she shouted after snatching the microphone at a debate after-party in Atlanta, as her dejected husband stood onstage and stared at her incomprehension.
“You answered all my questions!” she said in the annoyingly condescending tone of a kindergarten teacher who hates kids.
The whole world knew he’d done a terrible job, even Joe knew.
But lying habitually is problematic because it will eventually consume you with delusions.
The rise of Jill’s court rival has become evident in recent months as Joe has lost steam and embarked on a frenzied solo campaign, always in the company of Mr. Bernal, whom Jill calls her “work husband.”
Bernal was at Hunter’s side when she strutted around in her finest designer clothes at his gun trial in Wilmington last month, demonstrating presidential power to the country-folk jury pool.
The meaningful glances she exchanges with Bernal when Joe storms out show just how dependent she is on him, like when they drag him around after a debate at Waffle House when he should have been in bed.
While Joe was chatting up random customers, Bernal turned to Jill with raised eyebrows and a wary look on his face.
Iron Control
Joe has always played second fiddle to his wife lately.
Jill makes it clear that she has more important things to do than play the role of an annoyed nanny to an aging husband.
In France, a confused Joe could be seen leaving it to a reluctant Brigitte Macron as she swaggered around with French President Emmanuel Macron, and over the weekend she mingled with the rich and famous in East Hampton while Joe’s face remained scowling.
Naturally, she spoke first at a fundraiser at the hedge fund billionaire’s $147 million mansion, where reporters were instructed to wear shoe covers.
The problem is that Dr. Jill’s reality falls short of her delusions of grandeur.
No matter how many polls Bernal shows showing her popularity among suburban women, she will never be the nominee. She is not serving her husband or the country. As rumors begin to circulate that she and Bernal are exerting heavy-handed control over Joe, not even allowing White House residence staff near him, she is increasingly being blamed for Joe’s decision to run for reelection and refuse to step down.
They were so paranoid that they thought they could keep his cognitive decline a secret.
But one has to wonder why Jill and the other isolated group of family and aides who knew Joe best chose the 9 p.m. debate time and left him on stage without notes, knowing that Joe would not last 90 minutes with the mental capacity he had left.
Minutes into the debate, Biden’s campaign offered the excuse that he had a cold. When that excuse fell apart, a new argument emerged: Joe can perform the duties of the presidency from 10 a.m. to 4 p.m. every day. But “outside of those hours, and while traveling overseas, Biden is more likely to make slip-ups or become fatigued,” an aide told Axios.
Now will they tell us?
The same people who have been lying to us for four years that Joe is a quick-witted, energetic 24/7 person who is in fact a “super-ager” as claimed by University of Illinois longevity researcher S. Jay Olshansky, are now admitting that he is showing signs of sundowning, a common symptom of dementia.
Two weeks ago they dismissed as “cheap fakes” videos showing Joe getting confused and lost at the G7 in Italy and having to be escorted off stage by Barack Obama in Los Angeles.
But instead of repenting, they are busy spinning new lies when their lies are exposed to the world on Thursday night.
Now they are claiming that Joe failed in the debate because Donald Trump is a liar and Biden is too honest. They are trying to portray Joe, a pathological liar, as a truth-teller.
Sure, Trump exaggerates: His supporters are the biggest, his economy is the best, typical boasts from a Queens real estate developer.
But as writer and cartoonist Scott Adams says on X, “Trump’s hyperbole is directionally precise and harmless. Biden’s lies (hoaxes about fine people, about a J6 insurrection, about stealing your democracy, dictator for a day) are dangerous.”
Joe and his supporters pretend he is a “decent” person while Trump is morally insane, but Trump has five grown children who worship him, while two of Biden’s grown children are drug addicts and Hunter had an affair with his widowed sister-in-law and got her addicted to drugs.
A happy family doesn’t need to constantly display affection in public.
An “honest person” does not engage in habitual lying, plagiarism, or corruption.
“Humble Joe” or “the poorest man in Congress” doesn’t live in a DuPont mansion with a ballroom, a custom-built lakeside home in Chateau Country in Greenville, Delaware, or buy a beach house in Rehoboth with cash.
Everything Joe has told himself for the last 50 years is a lie.
Joe has been lying for so long that he has started to believe his own lies: his uncle was eaten by cannibals, he was at the top of his class, he grew up in a black church, his father was a coal miner.
Lies that ambush
The problem is, lies are contagious. The Biden family is clearly suffering, as seen in the affidavits that Hunter and Joe allegedly lied to Congress. Jill appeared on “The View” and lied about Joe, saying he was “loyal, strong, smart and energetic.” But she knows the truth better than anyone.
Worse yet, when we have a commander in chief who is a habitual liar, the impact is felt by us all. It sickens the nation and pushes it towards totalitarianism.
Eventually, the lies become self-deception, and habitual liars lose the ability to distinguish fact from fiction. As the brain ages, this condition worsens. Lies are so difficult to keep track of that they eventually impair memory.
On Thursday night, a lifetime of lies came down on Biden in an unforgettable scene. Lies have consequences.
