At least she's not cutting it herself anymore

I think for a number of years, Hillary Clinton was cutting her own hair. Page Six reported today that she shut down some pricey New York clip shop or another so she could get a $600 haircut. My response to that is: GOOD! At least she won't look like this anymore:

If the Wicked Witch of the West is going to insist upon running for president, the least she can do is look presentable. And believe me, I didn't even bother to look for the nastiest photos from her secretary of state days. I hate this woman for a million substantive reasons, including that she has no actual substance of her own. But if she's going to make herself front and center, she should also make herself presentable. So by all means, spend the bucks on a good haircut.

Can't we all just agree she's Dr. Evil with hair?

And by that, of course, I mean bad hair.

Could someone please identify an actual accomplishment by this woman that would indicate she should be president? Frequent flier miles as Secretary of State don't count, especially since she did not, as the mainstream media loves to claim, set a record for miles traveled as Secretary of State.

Am I the only one who finds this picture creepy?

Hillary! Clinton, who now seeks to be president because she has a vagina and it's time, dammit, plus you people owe me so just fucking elect me, appears to be mashing heavily on Ronan Farrow, son of Mia Farrow and either Woody Allen or Frank Sinatra. Ronan, of course, is recently on the outs from his former show on MSDNC -- er, MSNBC -- and so is, I suppose, unemployed. I don't know when this picture was taken, or under what circumstances, but the sight of Grandma Hillary macking on some dude young enough to actually be her grandson is just a little freaky-deaky.

Is it just me?