Too bad Healthy Hillary!™’s minders kept her from the full faceplant.
Incredibly, it has been suggested that she is deserving of pity. No, really.
Women like Clinton have spent their entire adult lives hating the society in which they live and wanting to change it. They’ve spent their entire adult lives trying to convince other women to hate the society in which they live and wanting to change it. How exhausting.
So, after all that time, after all those decades of trying to get women to think as feminists do, imagine what it was like for Clinton to be rejected by more than half of the women who look like her (white). Even worse, she lost them to a white alpha male who (wisely) rejects the feminist label and who represents everything feminists have fought against for decades?
And to top it all off, Clinton has no real marriage to fall back on in her twilight years. So, it’s only natural she’d lash out at women who have what she doesn’t: women who are happy, married, and who know America isn’t a patriarchy designed to hold women back and down.
So cut Hillary Clinton some slack. Feel sorry for her, not mad at her. And be grateful your life looks nothing like hers.
Okay, that last is right enough. But…cut her some slack? The woman who said this:
“So I won the places that are optimistic, diverse, dynamic, moving forward, and his whole campaign ‘Make America Great Again’ was looking backwards. ‘You know, you didn’t like black people getting rights, you don’t like women, you know, getting jobs, you don’t want to, you know, see that Indian-Americans are succeeding more than you are — whatever your problem is, I’m going to solve it.’”
“Democrats, going back to my husband and even before, but just in recent times going back to Bill and our candidates and then President Obama, have been losing the vote, including white women. We do not do well with white men and we don’t do well with married white women,” Clinton said.
She went on to say that white women face an “ongoing pressure to vote the way that your husband, your boss, your son, whoever, believes you should.”
Clinton said that she was on the way to winning the white women vote until then-FBI Director James Comey sent a letter to leaders in Congress less than two weeks before the election stating that the FBI reopened its investigation into her use of a private email server while she was secretary of state.
“All of a sudden white women, who were going to vote for me and frankly standing up to the men in their lives and the men in their workplaces, were being told, ‘She’s going to jail. You don’t want to vote for her. It’s terrible, you can’t vote for that.’ So, it just stopped my momentum and it decreased my vote enough because I was ahead. I was winning, and I thought I had fought my way back in the ten days from that letter until the election. I fell a little bit short,” Clinton said.
Even statements such as those, offensive as they are, don’t quite give the loathsome shrew her due. This is a woman who feels it her Divine Right to rule this nation—the ENTIRE nation, not just the coastal urban specks of it she’s so pleased and proud of having won. The rest of the country—you know, that vast but negligible (to her) part where the majority of us live, the part she famously dismissed as being “a basket of deplorables”—she hates down to her very marrow.
But no, to say she hates it doesn’t quite meet the case either. She DESPISES it, and all the people in it who also happen to be the people who make the country work. The people who, to quote dear old George Bailey again, do most of the living and the working and the paying and the dying in this country. The people who enable termagants like Hillary!™ to go right on sneering at them from the comfort, security, and luxury of their crumbling urban ratholes.
Out of the whole mess, this is the part that I like best, and is probably the most revealing of the fascist core of the Progressivist mindset:
If people were looking for a reality TV campaign, maybe I should have given them more entertainment. I’m the mother who says, ‘Eat your spinach, you’ll grow up strong.’ Someone else is saying, ‘Eat all the fast food and the ice cream you can possibly stick in your mouth.’
Yeah, sure. While we Normals are saying “mind your own goddamned business, you meddlesome tyrant; I ain’t a kid, and you ain’t my mother.” This observation is pretty scalding too:
Hillary’s attire for her acrobatic spill was a jaunty straw hat, scrappy Birkenstocks, a kurt, and capris that resembled enormous white sails. Even stranger than her getup were Hillary’s male escorts, especially since a few days prior, she had accused white females of leaning on men to tell them how to vote.
The woman who would lean on two men to make her way down 15 steps went on to say that white women face an “ongoing pressure to vote the way that [their] husband[s], [their] boss[es], [their] son[s], whoever, believe[ they] should.”
How is Hillary’s opinion that white women should have voted for her merely because they’re white and women any less sexist and racist than the belief that domineering white males control white females?
Either way, according to Hillary Clinton, it’s subservient white women who are responsible for her not having the opportunity to slip and fall down the Grand Staircase in the White House!
Sympathy for such an odious example of damned near everything wrong with not just feminism but “liberalism” itself? Not a chance. This is a woman who, had she been able to defraud her way into the White House, intended to A) disarm us; B) enact more strangling, prosperity-killing regulation; C) continue ignoring border security and importing more unassimilable hordes of unskilled Mexican perpetual dependents and Muslim killers; D) reinforce the Deep State status quo in any way she could contrive; E) never miss a single opportunity to lecture Normals about how “deplorable” we all are; F) forestall the energy independence we currently enjoy by harassing oil companies and propping up “green energy” scam artists with federal funds distributed in the most profligate fashion imaginable; G) extend and entrench the federal Leviathan’s power over us; H) in general, make the “American decline” she and her fellow shitlibs so fervently long for a self-fulfilling prophecy.
Sympathy? Sorry, not from here. Not ever. Fuck her. In her cirrhotic liver, with a rusty railroad spike. And her little dog Huma, too.
As I’ve so often said, if Trump never accomplished one single thing other than pulling this monstrous, power-mad harpy’s fangs for good, the nation would still owe him an enormous debt of gratitude. Instead of receiving even the slightest sympathy from real Americans, the Hildebeast ought to be attacked and/or mocked every time the opportunity presents itself—vigorously, venomously, and without mercy or hesitation, right up until the day when she takes yet another of her habitual dipsomaniacal tumbles and breaks her filthy fucking neck at last.
And that frabjous day should then be declared a national holiday, to be celebrated with fireworks, patriotic speeches, and prayers of thanksgiving for our national deliverance. Now THAT, Her Herness has definitely earned.