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Suddenly she’s everywhere, jumping for joy about impeachment, labeling Donald Trump an “illegitimate president,” a “corrupt human tornado” and a mere “occupant of the Oval Office” while she mutters darkly about “funny things” that cost her the presidency, her rightful possession.
It’s not just the president she and her sore-loser party want to impeach, it’s the 63 million deplorables who voted for him. It’s not just Trump they are branding illegitimate, but anyone who voted for him.
They have been trying to cancel the last election since Nov. 2016, and have driven themselves collectively mad in the attempt.
Forget that they‘re closer to the next election than the last and their latest impeachment gambit will only make their task next November more difficult
Forget that they‘re closer to the next election than the last and their latest impeachment gambit will only make their task next November more difficult
All that matters is Hillary’s vindication.
“Three years after the historic election of 2016, she is still grappling with defeat,” intoned Jane Pauley on “CBS Sunday Morning” by way of introducing the failed presidential candidate.
“Three years after the historic election of 2016, she is still grappling with defeat,” intoned Jane Pauley on “CBS Sunday Morning” by way of introducing the failed presidential candidate.
“How are you doing now?” Pauley asked Hillary, her voice oozing with compassion. “And what are the metrics by which you know how you’re doing on any given day?”
It was as if she were talking to a cancer patient.
It was as if she were talking to a cancer patient.
But it was just Hillary, self-engrossed, artificially calm, eternally aggrieved, her mute daughter, Chelsea, sitting beside her like a human prop.
“Personally, I’m doing well and having my grandchildren … has been a gift beyond measure. I feel very blessed. I feel good. But I can’t deny that a big part of me cares deeply about what’s happening in the country and what I fear is the damage that’s being done to our future.”
This is the great Hillary psychodrama that has consumed the Democratic Party for almost three years.
No one is willing to come out and declare that she screwed up all by herself, so they are forever doomed to repeat her mistakes. She is the real human tornado — an F5 of rage, indignation, spite and pain.
Crates of Chardonnay in Chappaqua didn’t calm her. Nor did “alternate nostril-breathing” yoga. She tried writing a cathartic book about the race, “What Happened,” but it just showcased her narcissism and refusal to admit fault.
Fortuitously for her, last week, the impeachment saga gave her a new lease on life, and maybe a glimmer of hope that the great injustice of 2016 might at last be righted.
And now, she has an excuse to insert herself into the 2020 campaign as a last-resort candidate: a new book, co-written with her faithful sidekick, Chelsea, 39.
The subtext of “The Book of Gutsy Women” is that Hillary is the gutsiest of them all.
The subtext of “The Book of Gutsy Women” is that Hillary is the gutsiest of them all.
“Pick me, pick me,” she all but plaintively wails, as she embarks on a “listening tour” like the ones she used to launch other ill-fated campaigns.
It really is demented for a 71-year-old adult to be so psychologically incapable of accepting defeat.
