Joe Biden is a “devout Catholic” — just ask him. He speaks of carrying rosary beads in his pocket, much as Hillary Clinton used to claim (at least in front of certain audiences) that she carried a bottle of hot sauce in her purse.
So imagine our surprise when the devout Catholic, in his Thanksgiving address, referred to the authors of Biblical Psalms as “palmists.” Twice.
All dialogue guaranteed verbatim, including his pronunciation of “proclaim” as “pris-claim.”
“And if we do, and I’m sure we can, we can pris-claim the palmist, with the palmist who wrote these following words, ‘The Lord is my strength and shield….”
Odd, isn’t it, that a devout Catholic wouldn’t know that in the word “psalm,” the “p” is silent, not the “s.”
Even more baffling is how such an appalling howler has gotten a complete and total pass from Dementia Joe’s slobbering sycophants in the alt-left media.
Perhaps you recall the last time a national politician botched a Biblical reference. It was in 2016, when candidate Donald Trump was at Liberty University and referred to “2 Corinthians.”
However, Trump didn’t say “Second Corinthians,” he said “two Corinthians,” because that’s the way it had been written out for him by a friendly preacher.
Trump was the butt of endless jokes for days afterwards, even though he’d never claimed to be “devout” in any way, just a believer.
It’s the old double standard — Dan Quayle misspelling “potato” was a national scandal. Barack Obama penciling in “Syracus” on his March Madness card — nothing to see here folks, move along.
What did Joe Biden mean to say? I’m guessing that, like most of us, he’s less familiar with “psalms” than with “palms.”
Greased palms, in particular, if you can believe the emails on his crackhead son Hunter’s laptop, now in possession of the FBI.
I’ll bet Joe’s also quite familiar with the steakhouse chain known as The Palm. With Palm Sunday, no so much. Sorry, Joe, as one Catholic “layman” to another, I’m not buying the devout label. Save that Vaseline for the Globe.
Of course, Joe’s old boss Barack Obama also had problems with certain words — remember his reference to Navy “corpse-men,” and to Eric Holder’s physician wife as an “obee-gynee.”
And then of course there was Obama’s assertion that Arabic is the language of Afghanistan, just as in Austria the residents speak “Austrian.” And don’t forget how he said the U.S. has 57 states, or was it 59?
At least Barry never pulled an Al Gore and said that E Pluribus Unum means, “Out of one, many.”
Not that you ever heard more than a brief passing reference to any of these gaffes. Being a Democrat means you just get a pass on all mistakes and/or crimes — any psalm, I mean palm reader could tell you that.
Let’s not overlook some of Joe Biden’s other brilliant comments this week. He worried about “nuclear pliferation,” and he once again tried to exhort the nation to greater deeds.
“We’ll find it and we’ll .. you’ll find your purpose as we’re gonna find our purpose for our nation as a nation now.”
Can you quote you on that, Mr. President-Select?
“I’m gonna .. we’re gonna impose the .. we’re gonna enforce, excuse me, employ the Defense Reconstruct Act to be able to go out there and dictate companies build and do following things we need much more testing we need much more masking we need gloves. …”
We need coherence too, but that may be asking too much from Dementia Joe.
“Governors governors need to be able to get funding when they disp — when they dis they need to uh uh and and bring their National Guard into play.”
This week Joe introduced a few potential cabinet members, some of whom remarkably have never been cited in reports by inspectors general for being involved in dirty deeds done dirt cheap for dodgy Democrats. Take Avril Haines, his choice for DNI:
“A fierce advocate for telling the truth and lay-veling with her decisions with the decision makers straight up.”
People who’ll level with you are a dime a dozen. You need someone willing to lay-vel with you, right Joe? Especially about nuclear pliferation.
Are you worried yet? Perhaps it’s time for another palm, I mean psalm.
Let us pray, or as the sticky-fingered Biden clan would say, Let us prey.
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