So, it's time to have a very uncomfortable discussion about Mr. Fetterman, who was hospitalized for feeling lightheaded during a Democratic Party retreat last week. It wasn't a new stroke, but the residual effects of the severe one he had during the 2022 primary season remain a lingering issue. It goes beyond mental cognition, which everyone knew was impaired when the former Braddock mayor resumed holding campaign events. He's now facing the possibility of having permanent brain damage because he pushed it too hard. I'll say it: when it comes to serving Congress, you must be able to do the job. And if that makes me a so-called ableist, then I'm damn proud to be one.
Mr. Fetterman cannot comprehend what other people say and reports that others talking to him sound like the teachers from the "Peanuts" cartoons. The office's most rudimentary duties, like meet and greets, ceremony appearances, and the like, are too much for him to handle, and this is a six-year term. Will he be able to be an effective representative because we're not off to a hot start with this hospital stint? Still, the voters of the Keystone State put him in over Dr. Mehmet Oz, who did not risk short-circuiting less than a month into the job despite his shortcomings as a candidate.
Is it too much to ask for someone who can speak in complete sentences? And if Mrs. Fetterman steps in, that's fine, but he must resign. No one elected her, but maybe this was the plan all along. Rolling Stone let it slip that Mrs. Fetterman was the de facto candidate when her husband tripped all over himself at campaign stops. It's another case of the Clinton-Abedin syndrome—women who see political potential and an opportunity to accumulate power and will stick by their primary vehicles to achieve that aim: their husbands. They feel they can either profit from or reap the dividends from their spouse's ascension up the power ladder. It's not uncommon—it's pretty routine in this world bred for sociopaths.
Hillary used Bill's career and legacy to win a US Senate seat and make two presidential runs, despite Mr. Clinton's sordid past of credible rape allegations against him dating back to their days in the Arkansas governor's mansion. Huma Abedin saw her now ex-husband Anthony Weiner's New York City mayoral race in 2013 as a stepping stone to the governorship or maybe a US Senate seat, coupled with her Clinton ties; maybe a presidential run was the main aim.
That all ended when Weiner's nasty tweets were unearthed, which forced him to resign from Congress in 2011. The 2013 mayoral race was seen as a comeback attempt, but that was also torpedoed when the New York Democrat's alter ego—Carlos Danger—was revealed to the public, showing that the man cannot stop sexting random people. His latest recipient was a minor, a 15-year-old girl from North Carolina, which led to him being slapped with a 21-month prison sentence and a permanent fixture on the sex offender registry. When it was clear that Weiner was politically dead, Abedin divorced him. Sure, other factors were at play, like it being politically suicidal for her to remain married to a convicted sex offender.
With Fetterman, his wife might be holding the reins of power, though the governor's mansion is where I see his ceiling, though that was when he was perfectly healthy. Mrs. Fetterman must know that while her husband might have slipped by being pretty much fried mentally—there's no way American voters are electing a brain-damaged man to the presidency. Then again, Joe Biden is president, so who knows now? When you hear others speaking to you and your brain comprehends that as "wah wah wah wah," it's time to go. I'll close with one of Fetterman's best quotes: "Hi, goodnight, everybody."
