I've been wondering where Mrs. Clinton has been since she left the State Department a few months ago. She's popped in and out of the public eye long enough to accept a couple of awards; you know the kinds I'm talking about--prestige ones that only really famous people receive for being...well, way above the strait of famous. Usually, "famous" attested by doing lots of different things, e.g., being first lady, being a senator, and finally, being a secretary of state.
Considering those accomplishments started off as a result of her first having married a popular and powerful Democrat politician, it is the ideological default that if she wanted to became famous for being a feminist, she could. After all, we all remember that Tammy Wynette cookie baking moment in her husband's presidential campaign to show people that she's no Stepford Wife.
I have to laugh when people talk about Mrs. Clinton's assent to power and her relationship to feminist and women's issues vis a vis the Democrat Party. The funniest example of the big myth was when the whole Obama campaign machine treated Mrs. Clinton like she was in a steno pool. Obama's people put out the most sexist, racist and ageist presidential primary run in modern history, and Mrs. Clinton took it in the solar plexus. It was the Progressive Dems who turned on her to get the first black man elected president at any cost. When she finally dropped out of the race and supported Obama, I realized just how corrupt these folks are.
But, six years on, Hillary's still going strong and the Obamas are making the predicted mess of things in Washington, which brings us to Mrs. Clinton's whereabouts as we slop through the Benghazi mess. I realize she had the one appearance before congress--the one where she asked, "What difference, at this point, does it make?"
But, now that the whistle blowers have given more testimony regarding Ambassador Stevens' lack of safety and her knowledge of this and other material facts, I'm concerned there is much, much more to be asked of Mrs. Clinton.
Oh, I know, she has errands to run: face lifts to have, a preemptive (and redemptive?) strike in the form of a book to write; a new life script to reconstruct and memorize; and the most formidable, an old and possibly mentally distressed, oxygen-deprived husband to keep from re-ruining her life.
Let's face it; wherever she is, just being Hillary Clinton is not an easy task. Maybe there's an award for that.
Thanks for the read.
Considering those accomplishments started off as a result of her first having married a popular and powerful Democrat politician, it is the ideological default that if she wanted to became famous for being a feminist, she could. After all, we all remember that Tammy Wynette cookie baking moment in her husband's presidential campaign to show people that she's no Stepford Wife.
I have to laugh when people talk about Mrs. Clinton's assent to power and her relationship to feminist and women's issues vis a vis the Democrat Party. The funniest example of the big myth was when the whole Obama campaign machine treated Mrs. Clinton like she was in a steno pool. Obama's people put out the most sexist, racist and ageist presidential primary run in modern history, and Mrs. Clinton took it in the solar plexus. It was the Progressive Dems who turned on her to get the first black man elected president at any cost. When she finally dropped out of the race and supported Obama, I realized just how corrupt these folks are.
But, six years on, Hillary's still going strong and the Obamas are making the predicted mess of things in Washington, which brings us to Mrs. Clinton's whereabouts as we slop through the Benghazi mess. I realize she had the one appearance before congress--the one where she asked, "What difference, at this point, does it make?"
But, now that the whistle blowers have given more testimony regarding Ambassador Stevens' lack of safety and her knowledge of this and other material facts, I'm concerned there is much, much more to be asked of Mrs. Clinton.
Oh, I know, she has errands to run: face lifts to have, a preemptive (and redemptive?) strike in the form of a book to write; a new life script to reconstruct and memorize; and the most formidable, an old and possibly mentally distressed, oxygen-deprived husband to keep from re-ruining her life.
Let's face it; wherever she is, just being Hillary Clinton is not an easy task. Maybe there's an award for that.
Thanks for the read.
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