Me, three days ago– why am I linking this, you can just scroll down a few inches:

If the debates reveal that your guy is just plain too old to do the job, you need to replace him ASAP, and preferably before you officially nominate him. Thus the early debate.

So the debate revealed that Biden is just plain too old to do the job, and needs to be replaced ASAP, and preferably before he is officially nominated.

The other day, I also wrote

I don’t actually expect any big problems, and even if there are any, right now I’m too angry about the US losing to Panama to care. We’ll see how it goes.

Normally, President Biden is– looks?– prepared medically and mentally for public events like speeches, interviews, and debates. They had a week to prep him for this, they picked the date, they set the rules– so there was no way there’d be any big problems, right? There’s no way they’d let him take the stage if he weren’t up for it, right? They’d make an excuse about an emergency if they had to, right?

I watched that debate with a growing dread. I didn’t pick my jaw up off the floor until they started talking about golf. Then I laughed. Hoo boy, did I laugh, because I needed a laugh at that point.

I will gladly entertain arguments about whether Biden or Trump has the better policies, or the better results, or the better character. But as of Thursday night, we’re past the point of arguing over President Biden’s mental acuity. He should not be the Democratic nominee for President, and I think it’s President Harris time right now.