After Comey hammered the final nail in the classified-information coffin, the enabler in chief promptly whisked Clinton out of D.C. on his taxpayer-subsidized winged chariot for a joint campaign event in North Carolina and plopped her in front of a lectern carrying the presidential seal — where she stood and hurled her invective against GOP presidential rival Donald Trump, whom she called “unqualified and temperamentally unfit” to occupy the White House.
Unqualified pot, meet unfit kettle.
This is the smug sociopath who led a treacherous State Department team that lied to the public about the deadly Benghazi, Libya, terror attacks, who lied and continues to lie about her Clinton Foundation favor-trading money machine, and who lied repeatedly about compromising U.S. secrets.
Clinton’s campaign audaciously calls the systemic circumvention of transparency and security a “mistake” — like when Grandma butt-dials you accidentally or your toddler tweets out his “Fruit Ninja” high score on your work phone.
But this is what a bona fide mistake looks like: “Oops.” A one-off. A slip-up. A goof.
And this is what serial subversion of the law looks like: “Oops. Oops. Oops. Oops. Oops. Oops. Oops. Oops. Oops. Oops. Oops. Oops. Oops. Oops......That’s 110 oopsy-daisies.......Read more...
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