It’s debate day. Insanely early (the contestants have yet to be nominated), but debate day nonetheless.
It’s Rocky versus Apollo. The rematch. Or more like Rocky versus Mickey — if Rocky’s elderly trainer had been reduced to a senile stooge in the throes of dementia, better suited for an assisted living facility than the boxing ring.
But we’ve been told ad nauseam by President Joe Biden’s handlers and his corporate media public-relations firm that the Democrat is ready for the rhetorical fight with a bare-knuckle brawler. After all, young Joe Biden once went toe to toe with a Delaware gang leader. Corn Pop was a “bad dude,” Biden told us. A bad dude with a blade. But he backed down upon seeing Joe armed with a six-foot chain and an apology. At least that’s the old windbag’s story, and he’s sticking to it.
Two Joes
But what kind of Joe Biden will viewers with a presidential debate fetish see on stage tonight against former President Donald Trump, the soon-to-be three-time GOP presidential nominee that Biden’s Justice Department is trying hard to imprison?
Will it be rise-to-the-occasion Joe, the guy who astounds Dem-friendly political commentators with his clarity of message and unusual burst of vigor — manufactured as it may be? Expectations for this guy have long been lower than the bunker he hid out in during the 2020 election. Or will it be Hollywood gliteratti fundraiser Joe, the petrified piece of human wood that freezes up for seconds on stage
