Neither did I.
Biden was appearing on an online forum on gun control when he advised viewers that in case of civil unrest, you are really much better off with a (double-barreled) shotgun than with an assault rifle.
Who knew? If only Tactical Joe had been around in the 1930s, we could have saved all that money spent developing the M1 Garand and had the boys hit the beach at Iwo Jima with Rev-O-Nocs and White Powder Wonders!
I find it harder to get mad at Biden than at his boss. Biden’s at least a recognizable American type: the snake-oil salesman. The buncombe peddler has been represented by many beloved figures in the arts: Ali Hakim in Oklahoma or Prof. Harold Hill in The Music Man for two Broadway examples. Like those classic film-flam men, Biden operates on the theory that no proposition is too preposterous if delivered with a booming voice and a big grin. He knows what he’s saying is baloney, and he knows you know. But say it loud, say it proud and maybe it’ll work.
It’s all hogwash, but I prefer it to the pinched, professorial mien of his boss, who has a more arrogant, Frenchified approach. Obama says, “I don’t care enough about you even to try to fill you full of BS.” Biden at least cares enough to try.
Biden also conforms to the longtime tradition, dating back to LBJ or McGovern, of proudly touting shotgun ownership. Saying you own a shotgun says “I’m no Frenchified professor type who doesn’t even own a gun, but I’ve got too much dignity to own a pistol or assault weapon.” New York Gov. Andrew Cuomo was rocking that one a couple weeks ago while reducing New Yorkers to seven-round magazines.
More to the point, Biden’s tactical advice confirms what I’ve said for many years: anti-gun politicians are comfortable, at least for the moment, with you owning any firearm used in an Elmer Fudd cartoon.