The Final Ride of Adderall Joe

by Stephen Kruiser

The Democratic National Committee’s treatment of Joe Biden on the first night of the Democratic National Convention was, put mildly, not very respectful. President LOLeightyonemillion was forced to cool his heels long past his bedtime, which Matt first wrote about here.

Nothing says, “We still love this guy and there was no coup,” like making the President of the United States loll about in the green room while a parade of party lessers comes close to turning his Monday speech into a Tuesday speech.

I didn’t really pay attention to the clock, but I did watch much of the speech once they got the old boy onto the stage. It was obvious from the get-go that his medical staff had managed to pull off the same trick that they did for the State of the Union address earlier in the year. There was even more evidence that that was the case last night.

My RedState colleague Sister Toldjah posted some video of Biden during the sound check and walkthrough that happened earlier on Monday. It features the addled, half-asleep puppet president that we’ve all become so familiar with, especially this year. I wouldn’t have put money on him staying awake past the Early Bird Special after seeing that.

His handlers got the uppers cocktail timed right, however, and it was the wired, angry, SOTU version of Joe Biden who hit the stage as midnight drew nigh. Forget the soft mumbling; Screamin’ Joe was back. If you like emphatic finger-pointing, Biden’s DNC farewell speech was the motherlode. The puppet masters also seemed to have had him practice shaking his fist a lot.

Even when he stuck to the script, it was nonsensical. Remember, the Democrats still insist that his presidency has been a shining success. Heck, they’re doubling down on it because Kamala Harris is just going to regift his lousy policies to the American people. He spent much of his time touting his alleged accomplishments, but because of whatever trickery they used to keep him awake, he seemed more angry than proud while doing it.

I mean, like, really angry. There’s only much magic that can be worked with stimulants; they can’t be fine-tuned for occasional subtlety.

The teleprompter to Biden’s right was his favorite, and he frequently turned that way and paused while searching for his place. And, now that I think of it, I can’t be certain if I ever saw him blink. On the occasions that his gaze overshot the ‘prompter, Biden immediately went into “English as a second language” mode. Also, at RedState, my colleague Nick Arama posted some of the lowlights of the speech.

Although he’s too far gone to know it, everything about Joe Biden Night at the DNC was embarrassing for him. Here’s Victoria’s spot-on take on the evening:

And on Monday night, the first night of the Democrat nominating convention, Joe was asked to publicly bend the knee before Kamala Harris and kiss her ring.

This impotent man—too addled to run for the Democrat nomination, but not too far gone to “run the country”—was ordered to go out there and hope nobody notices how he suffers from electile dysfunction and can’t go on.

In effect, Joe Biden is being treated in the same way he’s treated the American people during his time in office: a second-string collection of wallets to give him another nice suit and new home.

The Democrats’ flying monkeys in the mainstream media can tell all of the tall tales that they want, but Joe Biden’s occupation of the Oval Office has been an unmitigated disaster. His “GET OFF MY LAWN!” approach to patting himself on the back did a lot more to highlight that fact than to spin it.

Especially after his own party already told him to get off its lawn.

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