Lady Clin­ton scrubs her hands fu­ri­ously, ‘Out, damned spot!’

The Washington Times Daily - - POLITICS - “Out, damned spot! Out, I say! — One, two. Why, then, ’tis time to do ’t. Hell is murky! — Fie, my lord, fie! A sol­dier, and afeard? What need we fear who knows it, when none can call our power to ac­count? — Yet who would have thought the old man to have

— Lady Mac­beth, Mac­beth Act 5, Scene 1

Her po­lit­i­cal ca­reer might be in the ash heap of his­tory, but Hil­lary Clin­ton is not about to aban­don her role as Amer­ica’s ly­ing and con­niv­ing Lady Mac­beth.

Or, as Pres­i­dent Trump would say, Crooked Hil­lary.

Out, damned spot! Out, I say! She was talk­ing to a cou­ple of hand­maid­ens in the press be­fore a crowd that cheered so lustily for the former Sec­re­tary of State that one of them ob­served gid­dily: “I think they voted for you. I think they did.”

Seated in a bloody red chair, Mrs. Clin­ton was hav­ing another cleanse af­ter her last tor­tu­ous and failed po­lit­i­cal cam­paign.

She takes re­spon­si­bil­ity for any mis­takes she made dur­ing the cam­paign. By which she means “noth­ing.”

Out, damned spot! Scrub­bing her hands fu­ri­ously. As usual, it was every­body else’s fault.

Vast right wing con­spir­acy. Don­ald Trump. Rus­sians. The Demo­cratic Party. Tech­nol­ogy. The in­ter­net. Tele­phones. Young peo­ple. Men.

Men? Yes, even men. “Misog­yny,” to be pre­cise.

“At some point it sort of bleeds into misog­yny,” Lady Clin­ton said.

Oh, my good­ness. Can you imag­ine how the press would have slaugh­tered Don­ald Trump if he said some­thing like that!

Out, damned spot! (Scrub­bing.) It is hard to say if Lady Mac­beth was will­fully ly­ing or sim­ply delu­sional. Per­haps a sor­did mix­ture of both, a witch’s brew of shame, fear, re­sent­ment, fail­ure, hate and re­gret.

The only con­stancy through­out her more than a quar­ter cen­tury on the Amer­i­can po­lit­i­cal stage is her abil­ity to con­stantly spin Clin­to­nian de­ceit about any­thing and ev­ery­thing.

“I in­her­ited noth­ing from the Demo­cratic Party,” she said. “I mean, it was bank­rupt. It was on the verge of in­sol­vency, its data was medi­ocre to poor, nonex­is­tent, wrong.”

Wow. What a thor­ough con­dem­na­tion of her party that had just spent the pre­vi­ous two years rig­ging the pri­mary to deny in­sur­gent So­cial­ist Sen. Bernard San­ders from get­ting the nom­i­na­tion so that Hil­lary Clin­ton could — fi­nally — be crowned the nom­i­nee.

Yet who would have thought the old man to have had so much blood in him?

And, bank­rupt? Re­ally? You mean like how you were “dead broke” back when you were cash­ing in by the tens of mil­lions on your hus­band’s pres­i­dency?

She also blamed her loss on moder­nity. Well, of course.

It was the first time, she claimed, “that you had the tech rev­o­lu­tion re­ally weaponized po­lit­i­cally.” Another Clin­to­nian lie.

That rev­o­lu­tion ac­tu­ally hit pol­i­tics back in 2004 when former Ver­mont Gov. Howard Dean turned the in­ter­net into an as­sault brigade. It worked, of course, un­til it didn’t.

It was fur­ther weaponized into smart-bomb ac­cu­racy and sav­age MOAB dev­as­ta­tion in Iowa in 2008. Re­mem­ber, Mrs. Clin­ton? That was the year you lost to a guy with no ex­pe­ri­ence and a strange Mus­lim name?

What­ever. Its al­ways the in­ter­net’s fault.

Af­ter all, if it were not for the in­ter­net, you never would have had emails and in­stalled your il­le­gal email server in your un­se­cured bath­tub!

Or, as she calls it, “the big­gest noth­ing-burger ever.”

Some­times you won­der does she even know the words she’s us­ing? Maybe some­one should di­rect her to Ur­banDic­

“There was no law against it, there was no rule, noth­ing of that sort,” she said. “So I didn’t break any rule. No­body said, ‘Don’t do this’ and I was very re­spon­si­ble and not at all care­less.”

Or, as former FBI Direc­tor James B. Comey called it, “ex­tremely care­less.”

This is vin­tage Clin­ton.

No, there is not a law that says: “Thou shalt not place thy com­puter server in thy room for bathing.”

But there sure are en­tire books of fed­eral code writ­ten about han­dling highly sen­si­tive, clas­si­fied U.S. se­crets and Mrs. Clin­ton made a com­plete mock­ery of them all.

And, “No­body said, ‘Don’t do this?’” Are you freak­ing kid­ding me?

Yeah, just like no one ever told her hus­band: “Don’t mo­lest the in­tern in the Oval Of­fice.”

Some things you just don’t need to be told. But that doesn’t mean that it’s not wrong or even il­le­gal.

In a sup­pos­edly re­spon­si­ble so­ci­ety, it is in­cum­bent upon every cit­i­zen to know the laws. And here is a per­son hold­ing var­i­ous po­si­tions of ut­most re­spon­si­bil­ity and she claims stu­pid­ity as an al­ibi.

Out, damned spot! Out, I say! Her lat­est public cleanse was, of course, warmly re­ceived by the fawn­ing au­di­ence. This is merely proof that the “re­sis­tance” move­ment is as uni­fied and vig­i­lant as it was BE­FORE the elec­tion. The elec­tion that Don­ald Trump WON. The elec­tion that Hil­lary Clin­ton LOST. In­deed, Hell is murky.


Former Sec­re­tary of State Hil­lary Clin­ton con­nec­tion to the in­fa­mous char­ac­ter Lady Mac­beth was un­de­ni­able. Mrs. Clin­ton blamed ev­ery­one but her­self.

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