Hillary Clinton appeared on Saturday Nite Live over the weekend and showed off her “comedy skills” to the nation. She’s got the personality of a robot. And not a cool robot like Johnny 5 from Short Circuit, a shitty robot, like the Lost in Space robot. I’m pretty sure that one day her face is going to fall off during a speech revealing red and blue wires and flashing lights.
Here’s the sketch she was referring to in that clip:
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As Clive Crook so eloquently put it:
Can you imagine Bill ever saying, “It’s hard to find time to have fun on the campaign trail”? The point of course is not that Bill always makes time for fun, it is that he so obviously loves campaigning itself: the campaign is not something he puts up with, it is something he lives for. Bill adores politics, Hillary does not. She wants power, and then to be left alone to exercise it. Politics is something you have to do to get there, a tiresome exhausting nuisance— and a process all too likely to choose the wrong person.
This impatience and exasperation with the prelude to power is another dimension of the larger falseness I’m complaining about—but it’s worse than that. Would the country be well-served by a president who thinks she has all the answers, and has no patience for the views of other, inevitably much less well-informed, people? (This is the Hillary of Hillarycare. She says she learned from that experience. Did she?) However competent she may be—and her record in fact is mixed—I doubt that America wants another president whose watchword is “Leave me alone, I know what I’m doing.”
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