It was just another hectic fall evening in Manhattan for Clinton, and she was keeping herself busy as usual in the “is she or isn’t she” interim. There were paid speeches to give (at $200,000 a pop) to the American Society of Travel Agents and the National Association of Realtors, filled with the wisdom gleaned from being the nation’s top diplomat (“leadership is a team sport” was one favorite; “you can’t win if you don’t show up” was another).You're getting 200 grand a pop for horseshit? Christ, I'm in the wrong business. Seriously, is that all she learned as secretary of state? Did the author think that crap passed for "wisdom" or was that just the best the author could pull from the mooseshit pie that Hillary calls a speech? "You can't win if you don't show up" sounds like the DC Lottery commercials -- "You can't win if you don't play." That's wisdom? As for "leadership is a team sport," I think that proves Hillary has missed the point of leadership and, perhaps, totally explains why Chris Stevenson is dead. She thought someone else on the leadership team would take care of security in Benghazi but -- oops! -- didn't happen. Of course, don't hold your breath waiting for Hillary to say "My bad" over that one -- leadership is a team sport, after all, so it could be almost anybody at State, and, besides, "What, at this point, difference does it make?" Count on that being in commercials if there is a Hillary 2016 run. Just not in Hillary's commercials.
But none of that or the other turd blossoms throughout that article are what grabbed my attention. It was the magazine cover. Let's face it, this is just fucking creepy:
Seriously, who the fuck thought this was a good cover? She looks like a Star Trek villain from the original 1967 series. I have no other words. I'm too creeped out.
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