HILLARY CLINTON: THE ARKANCURSE PART ll
The Clintons ongoing mission is to pollute America's wishing well. In the ominous candidacy of Hillary, the Clintons are offering America another episode of moral vagrancy called a Clinton Administration, a continuity of the installation of the lowest possible people in the highest possible places. The liberals are sending us that venomous Valentine, Hillary Clinton, whose political ambitions are even more insidious than her husband's - having been intensified by a feminist mindset called gynopsychosis.
Hillary Clinton is dangerous when she's deceitful, and duplicitous when she's sincere. She is a probable DNA match for a piranha. In temperament Hillary is frequently compared to Nurse Ratchet withholding a patient's post-surgery shot. At Wellesley she was a trendsetter of socialist chic. Her smile was not as seductive as it was subversive. It's said she has a personal interior decorator who reminds her when her heart could use a second coat of black. She wears designer cologne called Lava No. 5. If Hillary Clinton becomes President, the Oval Office will be closed on Tuesdays, which is the day she visits her herpetologist. For liberals Ms. Clinton has a kind of reptilian charm. At an airport metal detector a security guard searching passengers made the mistake of requesting that Hillary shed her skin. (He's resting now.)
This second lapse into Clintonism may indicate the liberals' ongoing search for The Death Wish President. A Hillary Presidency will give the Democrats a second chance to soak their tootsies in the Apocalypse. Liberals seem to be on Earth without an invitation, and Armageddon may be their best chance of ending their feelings of alienation.
In anticipation of a Hillary victory at the polls, welfare recipients have already broken out the confetti knowing, once again, there will be someone in the White House who will lead them in giving the nation a financial hernia. In Arkansas, the Clintons acquired their most pragmatic and ardently-held political dialectic - that the Democrat Party's power sources from the ignorant, hence the Clintons cultured for themselves a constituency of the mega-stupid. Happily for Bill and Hillary, Affirmative Action proved to be a turnout lane on the education highway.
Inside every Hillary Clinton there's a back alley abortionist waiting to give the U.S. Constitution a hysterectomy. If she is elected President, the Pro-choice lobby can expect publication of a national directory of abortionists whose practices are for sale. Additionally, Hillary's birthday will designated as National Pull the Plug on a Fetus Day. With Hillary as President the nation could look forward to a willary you can look forward to a Hhim-directed foreign policy, the establishment of a Department of Choreography, and the use of NASA satellites to track Bubba's nocturnal meanderings.
The Clintons use each other as props. Their mutual affection is about as shallow as a birdbath. They are a paradoxical union of the crude and the prude. The Clintons are both lawyers, further disparaging a profession that required no further disparagement. It enables them to constantly re-infect each other with duplicity and fine print. Bill's moral plasticity enables him to take the form of any receptacle he is put in. He has the chameleon's adaptability - and Hillary has its moral slither. The legend is that they honeymooned on the Love Boat which caused an out break scurvy. Bill's fascination with the flesh tapered off after their wedding night and tapered back on as soon as Hillary went to powder her nose. For both, their real romance is with political chicanery which just slathers on.
If elected, Hillary is expected to carry on her husband's affectionate regard for world despots who have an intense allergy for America. It is recalled that Bill presented a duplicate set of the keys to the Grand Canyon to Kim Jong Il, gave Kofi Annan a license to wear a baseball cap backwards in perpetuity, and allowed Nelson Mandela to wear his usual pajama top while addressing Congress.
One need not have met the Clintons to evaluate them. To conceive of them is to disaffirm them. One has only to visit the over-promoted Clinton Library - whose most prominent exhibition is the display of its collection of print outs from Bill and Hillary's failed polygraph tests. (A hallowed niche in the gallery is reserved for Bubba's Lifetime Achievement Award for Surviving Gonorrhea.)
The Bill and Hillary "tell all" books revealed nothing new about them, the Clintons having previously invested their discretions in the indiscreet. Suffice to say, they created a climate of prosperity for evil. It is to be hoped atop Mount Olympus the god, Vulcan, is at his forge crafting His and Hers lightning bolts. |
