I hate, hate, hate Nancy Grace with the fire of a thousand suns.
I hate, loathe and despise Rosie O’Donnell and Debbie Wasserman-Schultz.
I loathe, detest and despise Hillary Clinton, but for some reason I don’t understand I find I can’t quite bring myself to say I hate her.
The two (make that three) things I despise about her most (in ascending order) is her proclivity to use her husband’s coattails to shoehorn herself into positions of governance that she never elected to perform; her smug, arrogant demeanor; and her stunningly dishonest nature and willingness to lie at the drop of a hat anytime she thinks it benefits her to do so. I’ve often thought to myself that she and her husband lie just like they breathe - constantly and all the time!
I was in a convenience store earlier this evening, and, while waiting to pay for my yummy bottle of chocolate Muscle Milk, spied the latest copy of The Globe tabloid, which is the real life embodiment of the reputation that the National Enquirer has. For decades this piece of crap publication has thrived on articles that are totally made up bullshit such as “The Queen is dying!”, “Camilla’s Evil Plot to Seize the Throne!”; “Obama SLAMS Michelle - 'If I LOSE IT’S YOUR FAULT!”; “BILL CLINTON - 6 MONTHS TO LIVE!” - etc., etc., etc.
I’m not making this up: as I stood there looking at this piece of crap publication it occurred to me that the The Globe and Hillary Clinton were just the same: you can’t believe a thing either of them says!
And yet people who should know better still buy The Globe every week despite the fact that none of its claims ever come true, while others who also should know better continue to listen to and support Hillary Clinton. Go figure.
I’ve often wondered whether she and Bill (whose career-long propensity for lying exceeds even that of his wife) don’t get together behind closed doors and snicker to themselves over how they can lie and lie and lie and lie (and even get busted doing so), and yet still get people to vote for them.
