Ashley Biden must’ve thought she was doing her dad a favor when she dropped that emotional Instagram screed defending him. What she actually did was pour gasoline on an already raging dumpster fire. Let’s be real—when your father is at the center of a cognitive health scandal, tied to an embarrassing auto-pen mess, and accused by a whistleblower of not being able to navigate his own closet without help, maybe don’t post a beach selfie and pretend it’s all good in Bidenland.
But that’s exactly what Ashley Biden did. “The ONLY coverup of this family is a BEACH coverup,” she wrote, apparently trying to be clever while the rest of America cringed. No, Ashley, the only thing getting covered up is your dad’s rapidly deteriorating mental state—and maybe a few corruption charges along the way. You can’t gaslight a country that has seen your father shuffle aimlessly off stage, read teleprompters like they’re Greek, and forget names mid-sentence.
🚨NEW—Ashley Biden has some HARSH WORDS for Jake Tapper: “fake news.”
Do you believe her? pic.twitter.com/blHAoBX207
— Townhall.com (@townhallcom) June 2, 2025
Let’s talk about the content of her rant. Ashley insists that Joe Biden “never gave up” and worked “harder than anyone I have ever known.” Lady, your dad spent more time on vacation than most Americans get in a decade. He averaged almost 150 days of vacation per year—most of them at the beach, where apparently the only “action” he took was napping in a beach chair. If that’s hard work, then I’d like to nominate half of Florida’s retirees for president.
And don’t even start with the “fake news” bit. Ashley went full rage mode on journalists for doing their job—reporting what anyone with eyes and ears can see. This isn’t “noise,” as she puts it. This is documented reality. When Jake Tapper, not exactly a MAGA favorite, writes a book outlining how the president’s own staff questions his mental capacity, maybe it’s not “static,” it’s an alarm bell.
Ashley wraps it all up with a Hallmark card ending about hope and healing. Okay, fine. But hope doesn’t erase the facts. This isn’t some petty attack. Americans deserve to know if the guy with his finger on the nuclear codes can remember what year it is.
And social media? It didn’t hold back. People brought up everything—from her infamous diary entries about “showers with dad” (yeah, that one’s still horrifying) to her complete detachment from the reality most Americans are living in. Ashley thought she’d inspire. Instead, she reminded the public that denial must be genetic in the Biden family.
Save the beach selfies. We need answers, not Instagram captions.