I woke up Saturday morning and, unlike most Saturday mornings, I didn’t have any idea what this column was going to be about. Usually, I have something in mind, something I’ve been kicking around in my head, and just need to type it out. This week: nothing. Then I checked Twitter and saw Frankenstein’s monster and it all came together.
John Fetterman in the Lt. Governor of Pennsylvania. The people of the Keystone state screwed up, not just in electing Uncle Fester their number 2, but in putting Democrats in charge of their state at the top of the ticket. The current regime held Pennsylvanians prisoner during COVID while essentially executing senior citizens in nursing homes with the same order New York Governor Groper used.
The sickest part is Democrats look at killing the elderly as a resume builder. Richard Levine, who had a mental breakdown and now answers to Rachel, was the head of the Pennsylvania Health Department during COVID. Before implementing Governor Tom Wolf’s order to essentially send the virus directly into the living areas of the most vulnerable, Levine pulled his mom out of her nursing home.
In the wake of that disaster, and only because he was now pretending to be a she, Dick Levine is no the Assistant Secretary of Health and Human Services (imagine your psychiatrist being clinically insane) and a “four-star admiral” in the United States Public Health Service Commissioned Corps, which is ceremonial and incredibly stupid. Admiral TuckItBack was named “Woman of the Year” by USA Today, the nation’s hotel doormat because the editorial board there thinks men make better women and they’re still angry about being dumped at prom, or something.
Needless to say, Pennsylvania is a screwed-up place thanks to Democrats. This brings up back to Frankenstein.
Fetterman had a stroke, a serious one. He should have dropped out of the primary to focus on recovery. He didn’t. And the morons who voted in the Democrat primary decided the guy not up to the job because he’d had a massive, brain-damaging stroke, is their guy. Some candidates had not suffered a stroke running, Democrats who had done things with their lives, who’d not sucked off their parents’ wallets their entire adult lives, but Democrats said “No.” They wanted the guy who’d never held a real job. They wanted the guy who couldn’t make public appearances (worked for Biden). They wanted the guy who scared children and was afraid of townspeople with torches. Well, they got him.
Now that guy can’t get out an entire sentence that makes sense. He can’t recognize the weather. You almost feel bad for him, until you realize he’s doing this to himself. Moreover, this is how Democrats roll these days.
Joe Biden’s presidency is elder abuse. If someone leaked an undercover video of Jill or Ron Klain smacking him around in the Oval Office trying to get him to memorize some talking points or punishing him for going off script at a public event, it wouldn’t surprise me in the least. If someone cared about Joe they would not allow him to be in the position he’s in, struggling and humiliating himself in public on a near-daily basis. But the trappings of power are too seductive. Ron gets to run the country and has things he wants to do, while Jill gets all the latest in Russian sex-worker fashions for free. (Honestly, have you ever seen an elderly woman dress more like one of Hunter’s teenage, English as a second language “dates”? Talk about an Oedipus complex. Gross.)
If someone loved Joe they’d never allow this. He must’ve been a horrible husband and father.
As for Fetterman, I don’t know enough to make that judgment. He married a former illegal alien who, on at least one occasion, sat there with a blank look on her face while John struggled to get through an interview. Whether that was ignorance or indifference, I don’t know.
Polls show Fetterman in a virtual tie for the Senate seat he and Dr. Oz are competing for. I can certainly understand anyone having a problem with a candidate for public office of either party, but I’ll never understand how anyone can choose someone who isn’t up to the job. Disagree with Oz on issues all you want, Frankenstein can’t talk about the issues.
Fetterman should be focusing on getting better, which there’s every reason to believe he would if it were his only priority. But he wants power, and he wants a job like he’s had his whole life – one where he doesn’t have to do anything, doesn’t have to show up if he would rather sleep. He’s worked his whole life for this moment and, as we’ve seen with other incompetent or otherwise simply not up to the job Democrats, their party fails people up. In Biden’s case, all the way to the top. Let’s hope it’s different for Frankenstein.
Derek Hunter is the host of a free daily podcast (subscribe!), host of a daily nationally syndicated radio show, and author of the book, Outrage, INC., which exposes how liberals use fear and hatred to manipulate the masses, and host of the weekly “Week in F*cking Review” podcast where the news is spoken about the way it deserves to be. Follow him on Twitter at @DerekAHunter.