Posted on 08/30/2019 12:30:51 AM PDT by Helicondelta
My word as a Biden???? I looked up The word BIDEN and the definition was LIAR!!
Biden is a born novelist. He just hasn’t put pen to paper yet.
I think it's in the liberal/libertarian DNA.
Amazing the lengths the media is going to do defend Biden. Or maybe not really that amazing.
Biden has only just begun to fabricate stories and the rest of the Dems have only just begun to offer outrageous free gifts to voters.
Biden: "Yes. In the garden, growth has it seasons. First comes spring and summer, but then we have fall and winter. And then we get spring and summer again. As long as the roots are not severed, all is well. And all will be well in the garden."
- Someone Famous
“Addressing a crowd of over 400”
BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!
Mark Steyn is a riot.
Ya know I'm almost to the point where I feel guilty about ridiculing "Shotgun Joe." Like I'm making fun of the mentally ill, the infirm, the elderly. One can only wonder, what's next?
The lights are on but nobody’s home.
“This is the God’s truth,” he added. “My word as a Biden.”
” Was it over when the Germans bombed Pearl Harbor? Heck no! And it ain’t over now.”
What was needed was a piece of pure fantasy. Suddenly there sprang into his mind, ready made as it were, the image of a certain Comrade Ogilvy, who had recently died in battle, in heroic circumstances. There were occasions when Big Brother devoted his Order for the Day to commemorating some humble, rank-and-file Party member whose life and death he held up as an example worthy to be followed. Today he should commemorate Comrade Ogilvy. It was true that there was no such person as Comrade Ogilvy, but a few lines of print and a couple of faked photographs would soon bring him into existence.I wonder if the New York Times is quickly working to create a paper trail proving the existence of this captain.Winston thought for a moment, then pulled the speakwrite towards him and began dictating in Big Brother's familiar style: a style at once military and pedantic, and, because of a trick of asking questions and then promptly answering them ('What lessons do we learn from this fact, comrades? The lesson--which is also one of the fundamental principles of Ingsoc--that,' etc., etc.), easy to imitate.
At the age of three Comrade Ogilvy had refused all toys except a drum, a sub-machine gun, and a model helicopter. At six--a year early, by a special relaxation of the rules--he had joined the Spies, at nine he had been a troop leader. At eleven he had denounced his uncle to the Thought Police after overhearing a conversation which appeared to him to have criminal tendencies. At seventeen he had been a district organizer of the Junior Anti-Sex League. At nineteen he had designed a hand-grenade which had been adopted by the Ministry of Peace and which, at its first trial, had killed thirty-one Eurasian prisoners in one burst. At twenty-three he had perished in action. Pursued by enemy jet planes while flying over the Indian Ocean with important despatches, he had weighted his body with his machine gun and leapt out of the helicopter into deep water, despatches and all--an end, said Big Brother, which it was impossible to contemplate without feelings of envy. Big Brother added a few remarks on the purity and single-mindedness of Comrade Ogilvy's life. He was a total abstainer and a nonsmoker, had no recreations except a daily hour in the gymnasium, and had taken a vow of celibacy, believing marriage and the care of a family to be incompatible with a twenty-four-hour-a-day devotion to duty. He had no subjects of conversation except the principles of Ingsoc, and no aim in life except the defeat of the Eurasian enemy and the hunting-down of spies, saboteurs, thought-criminals, and traitors generally.
Winston debated with himself whether to award Comrade Ogilvy the Order of Conspicuous Merit: in the end he decided against it because of the unnecessary cross-referencing that it would entail.
Once again he glanced at his rival in the opposite cubicle. Something seemed to tell him with certainty that Tillotson was busy on the same job as himself. There was no way of knowing whose job would finally be adopted, but he felt a profound conviction that it would be his own. Comrade Ogilvy, unimagined an hour ago, was now a fact. It struck him as curious that you could create dead men but not living ones. Comrade Ogilvy, who had never existed in the present, now existed in the past, and when once the act of forgery was forgotten, he would exist just as authentically, and upon the same evidence, as Charlemagne or Julius Caesar.
Joe tells another “Biden”.
Unlike almost everything Obama and Hillary foisted on this country, Crazy Joe Biden is the most obviously incompetent (who seems to have lost the backing of the MSMedia) and is the least likely to be put in a position where he can do more harm.
STAND UP JOE, LET THE PEOPLE SEE YOU!
“My word as a Biden.”
Good one, Joe.
He was a Navy officer. Navy! NAVY!! NAVY!!! Up there in the mountains.
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