Well, That Was A Fucking Disaster

Biden lost, and big, but none of it really said anything good about our country and where it’s all headed politically.

The 2012 Presidential debates were probably the last ones with any sense of decorum or professionalism or whatever we’re supposed to associate with these things. In the first 2016 one, in which I later appeared on the front page of the Fort Worth Star Telegram because I went to a “young voters watch party” (I was 35), Hilary said something to Trump like, “You don’t pay your workers. You build buildings with subpar steel.” He replied, “Sweetie, that’s called business,” and we were off to the races. The first 2020 debate was a low point in American parliamentary history — just two guys screaming at each other and stepping on each other and Chris Wallace had no control.

That brings us to last night, where probably 80 million Americans looked at the right side of the screen and thought, “I remember when grand-dad was going downhill,” and then looked at the left side of the screen and thought, “This guy doesn’t actually answer any questions, he just keeps talking about when we left Afghanistan and how awful it was.”

The whole thing was a joke and a disaster. Biden absolutely lost, and if I were “Democratic operatives” or whatever the term is, I…