The observant among us have been
asking, for years, to be shown that single example of a Hillary Clinton
project that didn't wind up crashed on the rocks, or smothered in
scandal? So, now that her bodyguard of lies media have deserted her for the Obama chimera, we deserve to revel in our " I told you's." Like Bill & Hillary Clouseau? Enjoy.
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feared and prohibitively favored, the campaign of Hillary Clinton in
its death spiral has devolved into Pink Panther-like absurdity.
Originally described as a juggernaut, the terms that most accurately
describe Hillary's campaign now are bumbling and incoherent.
Perhaps when Mrs. Clinton speaks she could adopt the delightful accent
of Inspector Clouseau: "I do not believe the Iranians are
developing a nuclear beumb;" or " I believe global warming is
harming the habitat of the minkies." It may not garner any more
votes, but it could relieve some of the tedium that now gives her
efforts the depressing aura of a Greek tragedy.
Just when Hillary began to gain a little traction, reports of Norman
Hsu and Chinese busboys began springing impromptu media attacks,
Kato-like from behind closed campaign doors. This was followed by
increasingly smarmy digs by the presumptive first-Hubby: "Does
your husband bite? No, but-Zat iz not my husband!" [etc]
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