Today, I’m not so sure. MoDo has written what can only be described as a ‘Grain-style Noonington:
“When Beau realized he was not going to make it, he asked his father if he had a minute to sit down and talk.
“Of course, honey,” the vice president replied.
“At the table, Beau told his dad he was worried about him.
“My kid’s dying, an anguished Joe Biden thought to himself, and he’s making sure I’m O.K.
“Dad, I know you don’t give a damn about money,” Beau told him, dismissing the idea that his father would take some sort of cushy job after the vice presidency to cash in.
“Beau was losing his nouns and the right side of his face was partially paralyzed. But he had a mission: He tried to make his father promise to run, arguing that the White House should not revert to the Clintons and that the country would be better off with Biden values.
“Hunter also pushed his father, telling him, “Dad, it’s who you are.””
It’s a nice, vicious poisoned pen love note to MoDo’s archenemy Hillary Clinton, putting words into Beau Biden’s mouth so that they cannot be fact checked, and giving hope yet again to Wingnuttia that another target moves onto the stage. You see, the Villagers and their corporate paymasters would love nothing more if the Clown Car metaphor came from the Left, too.
Want more proof: Bill ‘Always Wrong’ Kristol loved the column and believes in its veracity.
Some facts on the ground: Smilin’ Joe Biden has not established a single campaign hire, has not solicited endorsements, nor raised as much as a buck in contributions.
On the bright side, it does give me a chance to run the MoDo-0-Matic again: