THE DEBATE AND "BOOSTED" PERFORMANCE

Joe Biden's (and our) Enormous Gamble

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The night of the first Kennedy-Nixon debate, Kennedy met with [Dr.] Jacobson just a few hours before he took the stage. The senator was “complaining in a voice barely above a whisper of extreme fatigue and lethargy,” the authors write. Jacobson plunged a needle “directly into Kennedy’s throat and pumped methamphetamine into his voice box.”

The result was clear within minutes, and an artificially energized Kennedy changed American history that night by upstaging Nixon.

From the NY Post article, The Kennedy Meth, (← please read) by Larry Getlen

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Many of us have long been aware of JFK’s use of drugs during his presidency and even during his time as a Senator. It’s been an open secret for years. When his brother Bobby expressed concern about what his brother was taking, JFK was purported to have said, “I don’t care if it’s horse piss. It makes me feel good.”

Joe Biden’s more-or-less lucid moments are almost certainly enabled by virtue of drugs - “medications.” (I frequently remind people that when doctors prescribe medications, they are prescribing drugs. Be wary; seek second, and even third, opinions under circumstances where your “sixth sense” sparks up).

In Biden’s case: For such things as the State of the Union, the D-Day speech, his primetime address in Philadelphia, and press conferences, he may well be on a cocktail of legal, and even illegal, substances. They might have him on stuff that is yet to be approved by the FDA. Who thinks the President wouldn’t have access to anything “helpful”? After all, a packet of cocaine was found just laying around in the White House!

But medicating someone with dementia for lucidity and/or energy is very, very dicey.

I think Biden’s "meds" will be a high-wire balancing act - in keeping him from being too animated/aggressive - but enabling him to be “jacked” just enough. But, in those scenarios, so much depends on uncontrollable factors: How well he sleeps the night prior; what and how much or little food he consumes; the uncontrollable, baseline, daily swings in any dementia patient’s status (one day lucid; the next day foggy and forgetful - and even swinging between poles the same day).

It's going to be very, very stressful for his doctor(s) being that so much is out of their direct control. And, of course, if things go wrong the doctor(s) will catch the blame (from insiders). We, the public, will take delight (I know I will) if Biden does his increasingly-routine slurring, stammering, gibberish laden delivery.

It's not that I'm heartless - my own family is dealing with a relative in hospice care with dementia - but Biden/his handlers/Dems are destroying (literally) this country, and I am of the firm belief that it is all by design. Therefore, he can faceplant in literal fashion and I will spring from my couch, pour myself a shot (I don't drink) and salute it, and knock that shot back (and likely cough and recover).

The CNN debate rules, freely available elsewhere, are clearly concocted in Biden’s favor; what we’ll witness is not a true debate. It’s shameful that the media is carrying this carcass forward, and it would not surprise me if Trump is routinely interrupted while speaking (by moderators). The framework provides little to no opportunity for rebuttals or challenges to answers and positions. No dialog directly between the candidates. Disgusting.

But then what isn’t disgusting about this administration, Democrats in general, and their collective sponsorship of America’s destruction?

Trump. That’s all: Just Trump. You don’t have to like him (I like him); you don’t have to hang out with him; you don’t have to watch him. Once he’s president you won’t have to think of him most days (unless you want to reflect on your gratitude for how much better things are). But we darn well better vote for him.

Trump.

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NP: I Don’t Need No Doctor, Humble Pie with The Blackberries. (I could see Trump being a sport and joining that line when Steve Marriot shuffles with The Blackberries. It’s unfucking imaginable to see Biden doing that).

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David Scott Strain is a U.S. Army veteran (HQ, 500th Military Intelligence Brigade [Japan]; 1st Personnel Command [1st PERSCOM, Europe]; Office of the Deputy Chief of Staff for Operations and Plans [ODCSOPS, Pentagon], more) and a retired Fortune500 I.T. executive (Young & Rubicam, Inc., DC-NY; Burson-Marsteller, LLC, DC-NY; ShuffleLabs, Inc., Virginia, more) as well as employment at major non-profits (Nat’l. Food Processors Assoc., N. VA [now GMA]; Water Environment Federation, N. VA, more); as well as TS contract work for clients. Mr. Strain has passed three FBI background checks in association with his work.  He is also the author of the novel THE GRIM GRIND OF LIFE:  A PI’s strange bounces through a surfeit of eateries, juke joints, and dark doorways (2020) and A Bohemian in a Precarious Belfry - Vol. I: Poetry & Prose (2023). (Available on Amazon - Kindle and paperback). Prior, he authored the MBA-text I.T. WARS: Managing the Business-Technology Weave in the New Millennium (UofW, UofMD, more than a dozen others). Expanded bio also on Amazon.