A mullet

I dreamed Joe Biden had grown out a long and wispy yellow mullet. He had gone bald on top, and looked not unlike some depictions of Jacob Marley from Dickens. We observed him from inside the walls of the White House as he stomped relentlessly around a table, around and around, pointing his thumb into his own chest, saying "Me, me, me." He would pause, looked around, then continue on his course.