By Meta-Content Generator A.J. Liebling with Medical Editor Vincent Boom-Batz, M.D.
It was hard to pick out the most appalling moment at the recent Nerd Prom, formally known as the White House Correspondents Association annual dinner.
The abrupt cancellation of Amber Ruffin, whom the WHCA leadership was shocked, shocked to learn would deliver jokes about the current President and his gang of drunken corrupt lackeys, was one. The fact that having done a s*** job of covering the ongoing coup against America and the election that made it happen, they are now preening on the red carpet like the Real Housewives of Annandale, Va., or the chummy complicity evidenced between journalists and those whom they are supposed to cover without fear or favor were other candidates.
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All the cool kids were at the WH Correspondents Dinner... |
But for us the nadir was a self-congratulatory address by some hack named John Thompson who told the media they should be more like him in stating plainly that President Joe Biden was not fit to serve. You all remember the crazy senseless decisions he made as President and the times he failed to respond quickly and appropriately to a national crisis, don't you? We sure don't.
Thompson, plugging his book about Biden's supposed mental decline, castigated the media for failing to cover Biden's alleged incompetence. He said nothing about his opponent's fitness for office.
Jake Tapper has also pitched in by hyping his nothingburger exposé with tidbits like Biden's advisers fearing that he might someday in his second term use a wheelchair, like his utterly incompetent predecessor Franklin D. Roosevelt:
The media's supposed failure to attack Biden's fitness based on the facts that he was 82 and could get tired at the end of a day has now hardened into Conventional Wisdom, which is why that reliable geyser of such Wisdom, Jonathan Chait, passes it off in The Atlantic as it were a truth as firmly-established as Hussein's arsenal of nukes and biological weapons. That iron-clad tale was, you may recall, peddled by journalistic stalwarts like Jeffrey “Bombs Away” Goldberg, the former Iraq War shill who now runs, wait for it, The Atlantic! Spoiler alert: it was the basis for a gruesome war of choice that took 400,000 lives, and a brilliant career as a Washington savant, but it wasn't, um, true.
Chait even walks into the trap of berating supposed liberals who asked why the media wasn't reporting Trump's evident mental decline, as if asking reporters to cover an inescapable objective fact was nothing more than whiny what-aboutism.
But now that Chait has stepped on the mine, let's help him pursue his inquiry.
Wtf isn't the media covering the efflorescence of Trump's cognitive decline, on full display last year during his one tragic debate with Kamala Harris, his decision to turn a town hall into a karaoke party, or his outsourcing his great Madison Square Garden rally to neo-Nazis and bigots? At the time, this was all reported as if it was just Trump being Trump.
But that was then. Since the carnage and chaos of his Presidency began again on January 20, the evidence of cognitive collapse has been on display every time he opens his mouth or falls asleep at a Cabinet meeting or Papal funeral.
Here he is catching a snooze in the comfort of Mohammed bone Saw's palace:
And here are some recent examples of nonsense, disinhibition, and other mental lapses all diagnostic of progressing dementia:
Is he President or the Roastmaster General? He hasn't a clue!
Now he's admitting he appoints randos to senior Government positions without knowing who the f*** they are:
It might be fair to argue that appointing a heroin-demented ignorant sadist to oversee Federal health policy is probative of dementia as well.
And here's one that needs no explanation:
We could go on, but here's just one more, evidencing his loss of productive vocabulary:
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...but all agreed no one makes an entrance like Olivia Nuzzi |
But we want to ask why the press (with the admirable exception of Aaron Rupar of Public Notice) hasn't taken any public notice of Pol Potbelly's dementia, when they could not stop rubbing out stories about Biden's supposed cognitive deficits.
A partial explanation, but not an excuse, is that unlike Biden, Pol Potbelly's cadres have steadfastly refused to leak their doubts about whether their boy is a few drumsticks short of a family bucket.
Not a single Republican has dared to call out their Dear Leader's dementia, in part because they are don't want to undercut his program of government destruction and white supremacy, and in part because they know that he can retaliate by anointing some area stooge to crush them in the next Republican primary.
What is harder to grasp is whey Democrats relentlessly refuse to point what would be a clear political winner for them. If prominent Democrats like Amy “Hot Mess” Klobuchar or Chuck “Strong Questions” Schumer were to respond to the insane eructations of Pol Potbelly by citing them as evidence of mental incapacity, the press would have no choice but to report those charges, and the whiny Republican denials, thereby keeping the charge in the news.
Over time, even the professional cowards at The New York Times would have to admit that “some critics say” Trump is barking mad. The conversation about his incompetence would pervade our political discussion, much as stupid talking points about “DEI” or “defending the border” do now.
Public opinion notices these discussions. By the same token, the absence of any press or Democratic inquiry about the insanity of Pol Potbelly reassures the public that their Dear Leader is not in fact not strolling down Pennsylvania Avenue buck naked, his Yeti pubes sweating in the heat.
The media loves to lecture us on the vital necessity of full, if not fulsome, disclosure of any evidence of a President's cognitive decline. But apparently that only applies if the President is Joe Biden.