Yes, I Remember Commie Henry Wallace AND HIS REMOVAL FROM THE VICE PRESIDENCY

DECEMBER 8, 2022 BY SCOTT JOHNSON at Power Line:

DEAR PRESIDENT BIDEN

I understand you are deliberating with your family over a run for reelection as president. Speaking from outside the family, I want to share a few thoughts with you.

The day you were sworn in you were older than Ronald Reagan the day he left office after two terms. Hey, the job is keeping you “young.” You are an inspiration to nursing home residents across the United States. You make 80 look like the new 98 — Jimmy Carter’s age. Go for it! As Carter himself might put it, why not the oldest?

You are historically unpopular, so it’s good that you have found effective rhetoric to disparage your opponents. Ultra-MAGA, semi-fascist — this is brilliant stuff. I’m sure your advisers will find more where that came from.

It is good that you have sought the advice of your family. Dr. Jill has promised to keep steering you in the right direction — literally — as you seek to depart the stage from your various speaking appearances.

And Hunter says you owe it to him to remain in office until all the statutes of limitations have run on the offenses with which he might otherwise be charged. He is the smartest guy you have ever met. I know you won’t let him down after all he has done for you.

You’re just that kind of “Big Guy,” if I may borrow a phrase. The personal is the political, as we used to say back when you might have been a football star at the University of Delaware or the smartest plagiarist in your law school class at the University of Syracuse. If only you were smart enough not to have gotten caught!

I know certain of your advisers and speechwriters have compared you with Franklin Roosevelt in your aspirations and accomplishments. I understand your life expectancy at age 80 is 7.0 years. If I calculate correctly, you would be 86 at the end of your second term. You would be cutting it a little close. If things don’t work out, you can also be the first president to die in office of natural causes since FDR, which would put an exclamation point on the FDR-Biden thing. Think of it as the upside of the downside.

However, FDR had the good graces to substitute Harry Truman for Henry Wallace as president before running for his fourth term. You may want to spend your time looking for a Trumanesque figure in your party to be your 2024 running mate before you make your final decision. If worst comes to worst as you scour the landscape for a sane Democrat, you can use the Jack Benny Line: “I’m thinking it over.”

Very respectfully,
/s/ Scott Johnson

Note from Glenn: FDR was a lefty dictator character himself….according to the conversations at our dining room table when our larger family would gather. He was a dictator dictating Congress and running the country…..but, “a real American” trying to save the country, as I recall.

We lived in very modest St. Paul, Minnesota then. A boy up the block had been killed in the European front the year before. I had two cousins on the Pacific navy front. Both survived!

My mother had her lady friends, ten of them, at the dining room table had been playing card games when I arrived home from school around 3:15 that April 1945 afternoon as I remember. But they were all listening to the radio rather than playing anything. They were stunned by the shocking news President Franklin Roosevelt has passed away….

We had been working in our acre Victory Garden across the alley since the war began. Food had to be grown and shared from 1942 on if possible…and I loved it for I became in charge of our family’s part of the unit.

We all knew the President was “sick” for he looked ill when running for the Presidency again that November, 1944. He looked like a troubled ghost wrapped up in cloth.

The ladies were knowledgeable then. They ran the households and did the gardening. Husbands, sons mowed the lawn. Males age 17 to 39 were still overseas fighting for their lives.

Kids had to enter their houses through the back or side doors in those days. Adult company were always honored through the front door.

Swearing never occurred in our family or among our neighbors. Sharing matter was honored then. ghr