I don’t know whether Hunter Biden’s pardon was a shrewd strategy, a broken promise or a desperate Hail Mary, but I can say with some certainty that it was inevitable. Anyone who has ever seen President Joe Biden interact with his family, talk about his family or gaze at his family would have known that in his world, family is the beginning and ending, the all and the everything. Hunter might relapse, Hunter might fall apart, Hunter’s infernal laptop might reveal pictures of hotel benders and dangling jockstraps, and through everything Joe’s steadying response would be to send texts — like those allegedly uncovered in the laptop scandal — reading, “I miss you and love you,” or, “Good morning my beautiful son.”
