The Patriot Post® · Hillary's Various Maladies
If Hillary Clinton hadn’t collapsed in front of cameras, would she have ever come clean about the state of her health? I very much doubt it. I know that there were rumors floating around, but I didn’t put too much stock in them. The truth is I never pay any attention to doctors or shrinks or political pundits, for that matter, who believe they can, or should, analyze people they’ve never even met.
Having had pneumonia, I don’t consider it life-threatening, although I was in my 20s when I came down with it and Mrs. Clinton is pushing 70. Still, I am more concerned about the decrepit state of her character and morals than I am with her lungs.
Far more telling is the fact that Mrs. Clinton told the FBI 36 times that she had no memory of State Department briefings on national security. Either she has to fess up to lying to a federal agency or she has to prove that her memory isn’t totally impaired. Does she recall cozying up to Putin and pushing a reset button in U.S.-Russian relationships, which resulted in his taking a more aggressive stance in Ukraine and Syria? Does she remember taking out Gadhafi and ushering in chaos in Libya? Does she recall as Secretary of State handing over half of America’s uranium in exchange for a generous check to the Clinton Foundation?
My own long-range diagnosis is that she either has the most convenient case of amnesia on record or that she is in fact the biggest liar since Baron Munchhausen.
Speaking of which, when Anthony Weiner was being urged to resign from the House, one prominent Democrat denounced him, insisting it was unforgiveable for a member of Congress to tell falsehoods. But today that same person, Tim Kaine, is Hillary Clinton’s running-mate. Clearly, he owes Mr. Weiner an apology. After all, if it’s wrong for a congressman to tell whoppers, how much worse must it be for someone seeking the presidency?
Having given it some thought, I suspect that the secret to the Clintons’ 40-year marriage is that spouses can’t be compelled to testify against each other.
There is a series on Showtime called “The Circus.” Three political insiders, John Heilemann, Mark Halperin and Mark McKinnon, covered the primaries in a series of half-hour segments and now, after a hiatus, they are back covering the general election.
In the most recent episode, we got to hear the people running Mrs. Clinton’s cyber campaign discussing how dangerous President Trump would be to the nation’s security. I sat there wondering if they keep these people in a sealed room, ensuring that they never got word of their boss’s private server and the countless security secrets she made available to Russia, China, North Korea and Iran.
Or perhaps a paycheck is all that’s required for some people to make fools of themselves on television by appearing totally oblivious to reality.
Every single time I see George Will on Fox, seemingly doing everything in his power to help elect Hillary Clinton, I find my blood pressure rising to alarming levels. The other day, he insisted that Donald Trump is a racist. His proof was that in Arizona, Trump was introduced at an event by the daughter of Sheriff Joe Arpaio, and Sheriff Arpaio, according to Will, is a well-known critic of immigrants.
Where to begin? First, I had never heard of Sheriff Arpaio’s daughter, and I doubt if Mr. Will had. I am willing to bet that Will merely leapt to the conclusion because of who her father is and because she supports Mr. Trump. Second, being opposed to illegal aliens crossing into his state hardly makes the sheriff an enemy of legal immigrants.
Will has always been a pompous ass, but his hatred of Trump has driven him completely around the bend. Not only does he seem, for unspecified reasons, to prefer to see Mrs. Clinton in the Oval Office, but he is now going in for guilt by association and intentionally conflating legal and illegal immigrants, which, previously, was something only liberals would stoop to in their endless attempt to portray Republicans as xenophobic bigots.
I realize that Green Party nominee Jill Stein is only running at one percent in the polls, but that still means that several hundred thousand of our fellow Americans look forward to voting for someone whose platform includes Medicare for all; guaranteed federal jobs for anyone who wants one; free college tuition; cancellation of all college debt; unilaterally ending all wars and drone attacks; and cutting military expenditures by 50%. Even Bernie Sanders wasn’t quite that demented.
When Chris Wallace asked her who would pay for all the free stuff, Mrs. Stein explained that it would pay for itself because of the savings that would accrue once climate change legislation was passed, thus eliminating fossil fuel emissions, which she is convinced is the source of all our maladies, perhaps including Mrs. Clinton’s amnesia.
As we draw near to Nov. 8th, Hollywood’s biggest dopes are once again promising to leave the country if a Republican is elected. Although I keep offering to drive them to the airport, not one of them has ever taken me up on the offer. The latest numbskull to make this empty promise is Brad Pitt, who is so dumb that I’m embarrassed to even share initials with him.
One reader let me know that whenever he sees photos of the four Americans we ransomed from Iran, it gives him pause. In other words, he couldn’t help appreciating the fact that they’ve now been reunited with their families. Of course we all feel that way. The problem is that we can only guess how many more Americans will be kidnapped now that the Islamic scum know the going rate is $100 million-per-victim.
Speaking of money, I wonder how many people actually believe our economy is flourishing just because the stock market is in the stratosphere and because the feds are releasing doctored numbers indicating we have an unemployment rate below six percent.
The only reason the unemployment figure isn’t above 10% is because the bureaucrats don’t count you as unemployed if you’re one of the 40% of adults who have stopped seeking jobs. As for the stock market, it’s a false indicator because the Federal Reserve continues to keep the interest rate as close to zero as humanly possible. Every time Janet Yellen threatens to raise the rate by even a quarter of a percent, Wall Street goes bananas.
I’m not a financial maven, and I don’t even portray one on television, but you’d have to be an ostrich with its head wedged in the sand not to realize that the crash is coming, and when it hits it will make people long for the real estate collapse in 2008.
One of my readers took me to task after reading my defense of the Electoral College. In spite of what I regarded as a compelling case for the College, he still felt that presidential elections should be decided by the popular vote.
Rather than merely repeat my cogent argument, I let him know that we once lived in an 8-unit condominium, and I got my taste of democracy in action – or as I came to think of it, mobocracy. No matter how we wanted to improve our space and at our own expense, we kept being out-voted 7-1, 6-2 or 5-3.
As I see it, it’s bad enough being out-voted by my wife without handing over control to strangers.