The Emperor Has No Clothes...

Every so often I find some fact or other that chaps my a*s, so I write about it.  

You would expect no less from your loyal Scribe Without Portfolio.  Like O'Biden somehow managing to purchase two oceanfront properties in Delaware worth $20,000,000 on a civil servant's salary.  And so I'm writing about it.  Take a mental ride with me and see if you agree...

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I recall a time back in 1955 when Estes Kefauver and Adlai Stevenson, both Democrats, and both career statesmen, were debating for the chance to run for President against Republican Dwight D. Eisenhower.  A War Hero and 5-Star general.

I was only 12 but was already hooked on politics.  And this was the very first presidential Party nominating debate to be televised.  And I watched it intently along with my Mom and Dad.  Who, as entrepreneurs, were also very interested in politics.  So we were glued to our tiny black and white TV those many years ago.  To watch two Democrats, which my folks weren't, politely, reverently, and cogently debate the issues.  As statesmen.  One at a time.  Each in his turn.  Never talking over one another.  Showing each other deft respect. 

For to do so would have been impolite...   

That evening both of those candidates were gentlemen.  They were cordial, respectful and honorable.  I don't recall who won, but I do recall it was the the Tippy Top of what we as Voters and Citizens should expect from our civil servants.  

Our POTUS, chief among them.

And it's been all been downhill from there, I think you'd agree.  Like we crested the political hill with that debate nearly 70 years ago, and have been picking up speed - in the wrong direction - ever since.  Hell bent toward destroying this, the very finest Republic God ever helped fashion.  It went from "What can we do for our friends and neighbors and fellow citizens?," to "What can we do to pad our own nests?"  To enter Public Office a $Thousandaire, and leave It a $Multi-Millionaire.

Tell me it doesn't happen!  Routinely!  Everyfriggintime!

I give you Joseph Robinet O'Biden.  "Lunch Bucket Joe."  Riding the Amtrac back and forth from D.C. to Baltimore.  Every.  Single.  Day.  He entered office a $Thousandaire, and, after more than 50 years of never making more than $400,000 in any year (most were $100,000 or below), managed to accumulate two, count 'em TWO, oceanfront mansions in Delaware.  Together worth more than $20,000,000.  

Do you know what the debt service is on $20,000,000?  The monthly payments?

Even with a 20% down payment on each, and there's no evidence any such payments have ever been made, the debt service (monthly payments) on the remaining 80% would have been much more than his current $400k salary!  

It's right there in front of your noses, "MainStreamMedia!"  Hello!  Anyone want a Pulitzer?  

Like at the North Pole, if you take a step in any direction, you'll be headed South.  And if you journalists took a step in any direction, ANY DIRECTION, you'd trip over Uncle Joe's corruption.  And that's why you're refusing to budge.  Refusing to take that one single step.  Because if you did... 

...you just might have to commit journalism.

P.S.  The Emperor has no clothes...