Hillary’s fate

This poor woman – this delight of the very carefully chosen audiences.  Here are some of her recent locations:

·         Emily’s list

·         Watermark silicon valley conference for women

·         University of Connecticut

·         UCLA

·         Many other universities

Unlike our Star Trek friends who boldly went were no man had gone before, Hillary only goes where no one dare speak ill of or question her.

Can you imagine what Putin or ISIS would do with this gal?

But forget about them – they are not the ones that our favorite harridan is concerned with, at this moment.  She is at the precipice of facing her fate and it is her old nemesis – the American press.  That’s right – she may blame the vast right wing conspiracy but they are not her worry.  She is facing 18 months of trying to deflect the attention of the press to a few bland governors and a few bland US senators.   The only one of that bunch that has any press lightning attraction capability is chubby from New Jersey and the press has worked him over pretty good.

Highly doubtful that a Walker or a Rubio or a Rand Paul will have the sex appeal and the audience draw – that talent to be a six or twelve month whipping boy for their red meat appetite.  Jeb could do it, because of the Bush name – the republicans need to ask Jeb to step aside.

There is only one candidate out there that could draw an extended press witch-hunt – our gal, the one and only:

 

Hillary will not get the hands-off treatment afforded Barack. With a little scheming and wise plotting by the opposition (she could be the best recent gift for republican presidential hopes) – Hillary is in for the all-time pounding of her life.  She knows it – that smile she puts on for her carefully chosen audiences is about to collapse because her media friends have nowhere else to go if they want to keep selling toothpaste, erection medications and sugary soda water concoctions to the masses.  That useless pack we call the Hollywood media needs red meat – by the truck load.  And we all know this as well as do those bright colored pantsuits our gal tromps around in – she is packing a hefty supply of red meat.