PaMonk nearly blew a gasket this morning after Hillary Clinton's win in New Hampshire, and for good reason. Just when we thought it was safe to put the Clintons out of our mind, the bitch is back.
Here's PaMonk's little diatribe. Considering he's old enough to remember the first printing press by Guttenberg, it probably took him about an hour to type this ;-).
The free world's next leader will lead the U.S. because she shed calculated tears at a coffee chop on Monday afternoon---I predicted trouble for Obama to your mom, e-mailed some media, etc.--and the results are there:Hillary sweeps N.H. via an overwhelming FEMALE (sympathy) vote!!! Read M. Dowd in today's NYTimes as she skewers the Clintons who have pulled off another one...
We're on our way to a third term for Bill--G*d save us.
Dowd's column is linked to this post. Here's a tidbit:
There was a poignancy about the moment, seeing Hillary crack with exhaustion from decades of yearning to be the principal rather than the plus-one. But there was a whiff of Nixonian self-pity about her choking up. What was moving her so deeply was her recognition that the country was failing to grasp how much it needs her. In a weirdly narcissistic way, she was crying for us. But it was grimly typical of her that what finally made her break down was the prospect of losing.
As Spencer Tracy said to Katharine Hepburn in “Adam’s Rib,” “Here we go again, the old juice. Guaranteed heart melter. A few female tears, stronger than any acid.”