My Autobiography by Joe Biden

In the picaresque tradition of Don Quixote and Huck Finn, J. Galt leads us on an adventure of the knightly news and views of American politics, its corruption at the hands of the Chinese Communist Party, influence peddling oligarchs from Kiev to Moscow, and America’s own homegrown stooges and Quislings. From his exposure of the sellouts in our own Department of Justice to his critiques of a blinded Lady Justice who can neither see criminality in plain view nor read the braille rendition of our nation’s laws as she is too busy winking at them – J. Galt exposes them all.

At the center of his narrative are an ever changing and ever-devolving Joe Biden who can neither speak, nor see, nor hear what he himself has become, the puppet of corporate bundlers, Big Tech control freaks, the poison pill providers of Big Pharma, and the dirty old man who heeds the Sirens’ call of the Squad, the mainstream news media, and a woke Hollywood which bows to China as it spits on Middle America. J. Galt does this all with humor, wit, research, farce, buffoonery, and a knack for parody that will leave even his erstwhile antagonists laughing, sighing, cringing, frowning, and denying until they cry Hunter and admit it’s all true. Read and enjoy while simultaneously writhing in the discomforting political satire in which the author warns us of America’s peril at the hands of provocateurs at home and abroad. America today is in the throes already of a slow-motion Pearl Harbor orchestrated by the so-called “elites” who want nothing more than to destroy what past generations worked to build.

Wake up and read before it is too late! America is already a floundering Titanic whose citizens sleep while the band plays on. So, join the adventures of Joe and Hunter, Nancy Pelosi, Jill the Doctor, Vlad Putin, Dorothy, and Toto, as well as Klaus Schwab, George Soros, Otto Graham, Johnny Cash, Bob Dylan, Uncle Remus, Tar Baby, Huck, Jim, and Maxine Waters, as well as Ruth Bader Ginsberg and Anton Scalise – they all interact as they float down the Mississippi River, fight one another and Russians and Chinese in the California surf and reminisce about the early years of Young Joe growing up in Chihuahua, Mexico, a Detroit mining community, and places hitherto unknown to Joe’s admiring fans. Al Jolson and Joe Biden would agree, “You ain’t seen nothin’ yet.”