OPINION:
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It’s bedtime in America.
President Biden flew around the world this past week while he pretended to be John Wayne, told China to invade Taiwan, took five questions from the press, insulted our ally Vietnam, wandered offstage again, skipped 9/11 ceremonies back home and announced he was going to bed.
And yet, he remains the Democratic Party’s best hope for president in 2024. Indeed, it is bedtime in America.
But it is morning in China, at least as long as Mr. Biden is in the White House. (Somebody really should look into whether someone in the Biden family is getting paid off by the Chinese to wreck America and cement China’s dominance in the world.)
Or, as our doltish president said: “Remember the famous song ‘Good Morning, Vietnam?’ Well, good evening, Vietnam!”
Anyway, it was nighttime somewhere. Certainly, it is always nighttime in Mr. Biden’s mind.
Of course, “Good Morning, Vietnam” is not a song. It is a movie. About America’s long, painful war in Vietnam in which hundreds of thousands of Vietnamese died.
“Good morning, Vietnam!” is the famous catchphrase used by Adrian Cronauer, the radio announcer played by Robin Williams in the movie to open each radio broadcast in hopes of cheering up U.S. troops sent into the hopeless war by politicians back in Washington. Interestingly, Mr. Biden is among the only active American politicians still alive today who was in the U.S. Senate during the Vietnam War. (This is a depressing reminder that age and experience does not translate into wisdom for some people.)
At least he was in Hanoi when he insulted them.
Sticking with his Siskel and Ebert film critic comedy routine, Mr. Biden made up another story about another movie he once saw with John Wayne and some “Indians.” Apparently, when Mr. Biden stopped in New Delhi — the capital of the country India — he became disoriented and kept asking his tour guides where all the cowboys on horseback were. And why didn’t the Indians have bows and arrows and feathered headdresses?
Anyway, a discussion about the weather sparked Mr. Biden’s memory of an old movie, unspooling in his waggling mind.
“And the Indian looks at John Wayne and points to the Union soldier and says, ‘He’s a lying dog-faced pony soldier.’ Well, there’s a lot of lying dog-faced pony soldiers out there about global warming. But not anymore.”
Surveying all the confused faces, Mr. Biden then leaned closer to the microphone and whispered: “All of the sudden, they’re all realizing it’s a problem.”
Indeed, it’s a problem. Bedtime in America.
Mr. Biden concluded one bizarre press conference by announcing: “I’ll tell you what — I don’t know about you, but I’m going to bed.”
In Mr. Biden’s more lucid moments, he was even more dangerous.
“I don’t want to contain China,” he said on behalf of the world’s last remaining Democratic superpower. He said this as the Chinese Communists are hellbent on invading our ally Taiwan after watching Mr. Biden’s spectacular failure to keep Russia from invading Ukraine. Not to mention his even more spectacular defeat in Afghanistan.
Rounding out the disastrous trip, Mr. Biden stopped in Alaska to refuel and became the first U.S. president in 22 years to skip 9/11 ceremonies in New York City, the Pentagon, or Shanksville, Pennsylvania.
Though Mr. Biden did not attend the 9/11 ceremony Monday at the Freedom Tower in New York, he has devoted his presidency to sending more than 100,000 unvetted illegal aliens from all around the world to New York City on his behalf. So it’s only a matter of time before there will be another 9/11 that Mr. Biden can celebrate.
Indeed, bedtime in America. Morning cannot come soon enough.
• Charles Hurt is the opinion editor at The Washington Times.
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