Remember the constant speculation about what the world would look like if President Trump won in 2016? It was a mix of the “Handmaid’s Tale” and “War of the Worlds.”
In fact, The Boston Globe, a trailblazer in the fake news industry, even printed an entire hypothetical, apocalyptic cover.
Why spend time on real news when you can fear-monger AND play Carnac the Magnificent at the same time?
But there are fewer crystal ball predictions for the world post-Joe Biden.
Besides a handful of Trump campaign ads, no one is painting a picture of Uncle Joe’s America.
To be fair, it is hard to guess what the country will look like when you are unsure of who will actually be in charge.
One thing is for certain … it will not be Joe Biden.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m sure we are in for some top-notch photo ops of Joe, wearing his signature aviator sunglasses, boarding Air Force One.
BuzzFeed bloggers will be on cloud nine as they repost reunion pictures of President Biden with former President Obama in the Oval Office.
CNN’s Jim Acosta will ask President Biden the tough questions like, “Mr. President, will we see a dog in your White House?” And then pepper him with tough follow-up inquiries like, “What breed are you leaning towards?”
But if you think that Biden will be making policy decisions, well, you haven’t been tuning in to his press conferences. (I am not suggesting you tune in to these teleprompter performances.)
So who will be running the show if Biden becomes the 46th President of the United States?
Most likely, it will be a smorgasbord of power-hungry puppeteers.
There will be plenty of loyal lackeys from the Obama years.
Ben Rhodes, Dan Pfeiffer and Samantha Vinograd, to name a few.
After all, it was Obama’s administration that helped curate Joe’s loveable-gaffe-prone-Grampa image.
Biden also has to keep quite a few positions open for his family.
His son Hunter would be an easy choice for Ambassador to China.
His brother James, well, he is a real Renaissance man. Politico wrote, “During the Obama years, several months after James joined a construction firm as an executive, the firm received a contract worth more than a billion dollars to build houses in Iraq while Joe oversaw the U.S.-led occupation of that country.”
He could be a perfect fit for Secretary of Labor.
As for Dr. Jill, I’m going to let Whoopi Goldberg take this one:
“I’m hoping Dr. Jill becomes the Surgeon General, his wife … She would never do it but, yeah, she’s a hell of a doctor. She’s an amazing doctor.”
I agree, Whoopi.
Besides the fact that Jill is not a medical doctor, what could possibly go wrong?
But the most dangerous element of a Joe Biden presidency is the group that is waiting in the Left Wing.
When he first announced his candidacy, Biden seemed like the best option for moderate Democrats looking to vote for an Anyone-But-Trump candidate.
Sure, he wasn’t the sharpest guy around. And yes, the pictures of him sniffing women’s hair were less than ideal. But he had one major advantage — he wasn’t a progressive extremist.
In fact, he often bragged about how he worked across the aisle, how he had Republican friends.
Plus, he said words like “malarkey,” so that was kind of fun.
The list of pros was not long, but it was enough.
Unfortunately, for non-crazy Democrat voters — that is no longer the case.
When Biden revealed the blueprint for his presidency, NPR wrote, “A joint effort by former Vice President Joe Biden and Vermont Sen. Bernie Sanders to unify Democrats around Biden’s candidacy has produced a 110-page policy wish list to recommend to the party’s presumptive presidential nominee.”
Congresswoman AOC has been named co-chairwoman of Biden’s task force on climate change.
Biden is already stepping aside and letting the liberal radicals have their way with his platform. And we’re only in July.
Between the far-Left radicals, the lifelong Swamp Creatures and the Biden family — there will be no shortage of ambition in the White House.
If America votes the former vice president into 1600 Pennsylvania Ave., Joe Biden will undoubtedly be the least of our worries.
