Fear and loathing in the Biden Crime Family

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“I have no response.”

That was Dementia Joe Biden’s response Friday when he was
finally asked about the devastating expose of his son Hunter’s
emails and so much more.

Those revelations included the crack-addled Hunter whining to
one of his daughters that he has to pay 50% of all the cash he
collects to “Pop,” and that as part of a shady Chinese deal, the
so-called “remuneration package” would include “10 held by H for
the Big Guy.”

“I have no response,” the Big Guy told a CBS reporter. “It’s
another smear campaign, right up your alley.”

But he didn’t deny it. Biden — or more precisely, his keepers —
haven’t disputed the veracity of the Biden Crime Family
documents, or that they are from Hunter’s laptop. They were
obtained legally, after an “inebriated” Hunter abandoned the
computer at a repair shop, according to the New York Post.

The usual alt-left suspects — the AP, NBC “News,” Rep. Adam
Schiff — went through the tired motions of trying to blame it
all on, who else, the Russians. But seriously, how many times
can these hacks cry wolf, even to Wolf Blitzer?

Dementia Joe’s keepers have always understood that Hunter was
capable of getting Pop into this kind of a jam. That’s how far
gone Hunter Biden is.

Which is why last year they commissioned one of their Democrat
stenographers with a press pass to try to inoculate the
campaign. The Bidens ordered up a sob story about Hunter in one
of their party organs called The New Yorker.

At the beginning, the obsequious scribe engaged in that Democrat
tradition of projection, accusing the Republicans of everything
he was up to, “promoting, without evidence, the dubious
narrative that Biden used the office of the Vice-President to
advance and protect his
son’s interests.”

Dubious? Again, Biden hasn’t denied anything. Without evidence?
Ditto. And as we know now, it’s not just his son’s interests
“Pop” is protecting — Hunter told his own kid he’s kicking up
half to the old man.

In mob parlance, Hunter’s an “earner.”

Actually, in the context of the modern-day Ministry of Truth
that the alt-left media has become, the Hunter Biden Agonistes
are somewhat amusing.

Consider that he shares a first name with Hunter S. Thompson,
the so-called gonzo journalist who was, like Hunter Biden, an
alcoholic and a drug addict.

In one of his more famous books, Thompson recounts driving a
rented car through the Nevada desert while on drugs.

“And suddenly there was a terrible roar all around us and the
sky was full of what looked like huge bats, all swooning and
screeching and diving around the car.”

Forty years later, Hunter Biden was in a rented car (in which he
would later leave a crack pipe) out on the same desert at night,
stoned out of his own mind.

“A large barn owl flew over the hood of the car and seemed to
follow him … He said that he has no idea whether the owl was
real or a hallucination.”

What is Hunter’s background, you ask? How could he get himself
into such a situation, with his father’s political opponents in
possession of damning evidence of corruption, not to mention
apparent pornography. (The subpoena for Hunter’s hard drive was
signed by an FBI agent who has been described in the press as a
specialist in crimes involving child pornography.)

Hunter seems to have spent time in half the high-end rehab
centers in the U.S. Here’s a selection, from last year’s puff
piece in The New Yorker:

“(He) soon admitted himself to Crossroads Centre Antigua for a
month … he returned to Crossroads Centre … In July 2014, he went
to a clinic in Tijuana that provided a treatment using ibogaine,
a psychoactive alkaloid … which is illegal in America.”

Ibogaine — another link to Hunter S. Thompson. In 1972, Thompson
introduced the drug to America by falsely accusing another
Democrat presidential candidate, Ed Muskie, a colleague of Joe
Biden’s, of going berserk on the campaign trail after overdosing
on ibogaine.

“He looked out at the crowd and saw gila monsters instead of
people.”

Back to Hunter Biden’s curriculum vitae: “He enrolled as an
outpatient at the Charles O’Brien Center for Addiction Treatment
at the University of Pennsylvania.”

That’s where his father falsely claims to be a professor, you
may recall.

“He then enrolled in an inpatient program for executives at
Caron Treatment Centers, where he used the pseudonym Hunter
Smith. … In February 2016 he enrolled in yet another addiction-
treatment program, run by the Kolmac Outpatient Recovery Center.
… That fall Hunter made plans to go to the Grace Grove Lifestyle
Center in Sedona, AZ.”

You can see why all these foreign oligarchs would be falling all
over themselves to offer such an extinguished, I mean
distinguished, person such outlandish sums — $1 million a year
from Burisma, $10 million a year from a Chinese company “just
for introductions,” another “850” for Hunter, not to mention, of
course, the 10 for “the Big Guy.”

In The New Yorker piece last year, Hunter tells his adoring
hagiographer, “I’ve pretty much always lived paycheck to
paycheck.”

Of course he has. In her divorce petition, his first wife said
Hunter was “spending extravagantly on his own interests
(including drugs, alcohol, prostitutes, strip clubs and gifts
for women with whom he has sexual relations) while leaving the
family with no funds to pay legitimate bills.”

There’s more, so much more, and it’ll be all coming out this
week, with many more references to “Pop.” And what can Pop say
beyond, “I have no response.”

Somebody pass the ibogaine.

https://www.bostonherald.com/2020/10/17/howie-carr-fear-and-
loathing-in-the-biden-crime-family/