Goddamn it.
Cancer visited the wrong president. And it sounds like it’s bad. In fact, former President Biden’s diagnosis hit eerily close to home yesterday.
My father had a very similar diagnosis in August 2023.
I talk about this in today’s episode of the Renegade Writer’s Mouthy Musings. My pop is hanging in there, getting closer to two years since his diagnosis. I wish the same for our last good president. The Biden family deserves as much time as they can have with Joe, who’s been a lifetime servant to this nation.
Unlike Traitor Trump. Nobody will care if he gets diagnosed with something similar.
Nobody worth a shit, anyway. Just as we didn’t cry for Hitler, Mussolini, or Osama Bin Laden when they died, anyone who isn’t racist, bigoted, and a garbage human being will care. There will probably be a nationwide party once Combover Caligula breathes his final breath.
Give this one a listen, and let me know if you agree. I’m sending positive thoughts and good vibes to Joe and his family. I hope you are, too.
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