When Joe Biden occassionally emerges like Punxsutawney Phil from his Delaware basement where he spends approximately 30% of his time under the care of “doctor” Jill, he’s instructed not to talk extemporaneously. Instead, the people he refers to as “they” (why doesn’t a reporter ask him who “they” are?) put a teleprompter in front of him and instruct him to simply read it.
Even that proves too much for him. Last week’s trip to Europe was one big choreographed photo-extravaganza for him to portray himself as a leader, statesman, and sentient being.
He failed, failed, and failed. He insisted on ad-libbing to the detriment of himself, Ukraine, America and the world. It was even to the detriment of the Russians because it’s likely to prolong the war.