KENNEDY: So Jill, what IS it about the peacocking glamour of First Lady-dom that makes you incapable of doing the right thing – and putting fossilized Biden out of his high-officed misery?

Our President is failing, sick and ought He will have long since left the corridors of power.

So despite last week’s damning accusation by the president of Joe Biden own Department of Justice that he is an evidently sleepy, senile mess – and the fact that a staggering 86 percent of Americans now think he is too old to serve a second term – I am deeply concerned that his internal doctor is imposing a prescription that borders on negligence professional.

And I’m not talking about White House doctor Kevin O’Connor.

Step forward Dr. Jill Biden (alma mater, University of Delaware. Ph.D. in Educational Leadership).

While her octogenarian husband dribbles through silly, gaffe-ridden press conferences, climbs stairs, sees dead people and struggles to remember when his own son died, most commentators (rightly) point to Old Sleepy himself as the one. whose greedy skeletal fingers won. We will not move from the helm of the Oval Office.

But last week a fascinating new book got me thinking: What role does Jumping Jill (nine years Joe’s junior, though practically several generations younger when it comes to mental and physical acuity) play in all this? And what kind of wife is she if she now isn’t seriously willing to beg him to quit?

New York Times White House hawk Katie Rogers publishes ‘American Woman’ later this month, taking delightful aim at our recent first ladies, starting with that emetic harpy Hillary Clinton.

But it’s Dr. Jill who receives the real surgical treatment.

Our current First Woman appears as a screaming Nurse Ratched, bullying the staff into submission and doing everything in her pink power to prevent the American voting public from discovering the truth about her decomposing patient: I’m sorry, husband.

‘Why didn’t anyone stop that?!’ He is said to have yelled at staff after they allowed Velveeta Cheese Brains president to mortify himself in front of reporters in 2022.

‘Where was the person who was going to finish the press conference?’ she demanded.

Well, Doc, instead of some lady slapping taxpayer-funded criminals for literally “letting” the President of the United States do his job, how about you Answer this: What will it take for you to extinguish Biden’s fulminating fuse and put your fossilized husband out of his misery of high office? Isn’t it time to leave everything?

After all, the Biden clan has enjoyed their time in the DC sun more than anything.

As Joe never lets us forget, was he first elected to the Senate over 50 years ago?… Or was it 30 years?… Or was it President Sisi of Mexico?

Playing second miss to the sexy Michelle O, Jill drank and smiled profusely at state dinners, strutting her stuff for 8 long years with Beyoncé, Meghan and Lady Gaga with a personalized Oscar de la Renta and enough Jimmy Choos to prop up her PhD.

In 2020, it leveled up again, and ever since, it’s been a party of private jets, Delaware beach joys, Ralph Lauren, and Reem Acra. indefinitely. And we must not forget Vogue.

Here was our High Priestess of Democratic Peoples, wrapped in gold-embroidered, seafoam silk, eyes closed in ecstasy as she embraced her granddaughter Naomi on the November 2022 ‘White House Wedding’ cover.

“We’re very close to our families, so we always knew we’d get married in someone’s backyard,” Naomi told the magazine, before she and her groom climbed a ladder to cut their eight-tier wedding cake.

Now look: I understand that our commanders in skirts and shirts deserve brilliant treatment (I wouldn’t want President Mitterrand to upstage us!). And I also have a burning desire to protect your man. It’s what all loving partners do.

But at what point does fierce protectiveness turn into stubborn politicking, and when is it fair to assume that Nana Jill has a taste for the San Pellegrino served at Anna Wintour’s photo shoots?

Robert Hur’s discovery that Joe is an “old man with a bad memory” and the ensuing consequences mark a major turning point.

From hysterical Hillary to the New York Times to lefty Jon Stewart, even the most liberal members of the establishment are now turning on the “chocolate chip cookie man” and begging him to have his last scoop of presidential ice cream.

However, Dr. Jill continues to insist that the lame old racehorse can put aside his hot chocolate and afghan blankets and run like a winner in the Kentucky Derby.

Firing off a tirade against Hur, directed at ‘Friends’ and signed ‘Love’, Jill took aim at ‘personal and inaccurate political attacks’, insisting that Joe has ‘wisdom, empathy and vision’, as well as a wealth of ‘experience’. ‘. And experience”.

That, without a doubt, is true. But if she really cared about her husband’s legacy – that of the Biden name – she would drop her silverware and put an end to this sick charade.

Do the right thing, Jill. Otherwise, you’ll be remembered as the limelight-loving, age-denying Elphaba who defied gravity and handed Oz over to Donald Trump.