if your memory serves you well

 We were goin’ to meet again and wait

So I’m goin’ to unpack all my things
And sit before it gets too late  ( Dylan) 

Back in 1794 Tom Paine said that the distance from the Sublime to the ridiculous was but one step. That sentiment was reinforced last night.

Special counsel Robert Hur released a report concluding the Joe Biden mishandled classified documents regarding Afghanistan ...Hur did not recommend charges because he said a jury would see the POTUS as an elderly man with a bad memory and because of his diminished mental state, it would be hard to prove willfulness. Hur said Biden had a hard time recalling when his son died and the dates around his terms as Vice President.

That didn't sit well with sleepy Joe.....he sprung into action and called a Press Conference to push back.  The angry old man said he didn't think it was any if his dam business to ask me when my son died......."Every day since he died i wear the rosary he got from Our Lady ........."

and that's where he left it.....Our Lady of what exactly ?  the world wonders, but Joe never finished the thought.

"I don't need anyone—I don't need anyone to remind me when he passed away or passed away." 

cool...gotcha.

but he wasn't done....in speech to declare his mind was sound, he then confused the leaders of Egypt and Mexico.......that's disappointing........one country combined smashed avocados and lime juice to create a delicious chip dip .....and the other was where the prehistoric Aliens from Pluto built those Pyramids.

i honestly had a hard deciding on the quote for this Post...it came down to James Taylor and OH Mexico..........and the Bangles and Walk like an Egyptian......so just like Biden ; when faced with those 2 choices i went with Dylan.

again i say...if this plot was in a movie 10 or 15 years ago, we would probably have walked out early because it was too far fetched. I would love to sit down with the President and tell him that 2+3=BEEER.....but he'd probably agree.

No man alive will come to you
With another tale to tell
But you know that we shall meet again
If your mem’ry serves you well
This wheel’s on fire
Rolling down the road
Best notify my next of kin
This wheel shall explode!