Civil rights heroine Hillary Clinton is too outraged to be civil.
“Oh, give me a break,” she erupts, eyes widening into indignation. “Give me a break! What is more uncivil and cruel than taking children away?”
…asked Elian Gonzalez’s family in Miami.
“ It should be met with resolve and strength. And if some of that comes across as a little uncivil, well, children’s lives are at stake; their futures are at stake. That is that ridiculous concept of bothsideism.”
Yes, I also read that as Bolshevism the first time.
Hillary doesn’t actually bother to define just what not being civil might consist of. Opening fire at a Republican charity baseball game? Threatening to murder the children of the FCC chair? Doxxing Trump officials and ICE personnel? Opening fire on police in Dallas?
How much political terrorism does Hillary Clinton support?
Hey, when children’s lives are at stake you can’t quibble about civility. Also Hillary Clinton is Welsh.
The morning we meet, Clinton has flown to Swansea from Dublin, where she had given a speech at Trinity College. Her improbable relationship with Swansea University has a certain sentimental charm. The politician’s great-grandparents came from Wales and her grandmother was raised on Methodist hymns and memories of rolling Welsh hills. According to genealogists, Clinton’s ethnic breakdown is 31.2% Welsh.
Wait. I thought she was a Jewish black woman from the South who was named after Sir Edmund Hilary. Now I don’t know what to believe. But don’t worry, by the time the book tour moves on to France, she will have discovered that she’s 1⁄8 French and will recall the time that her grandfather sang La Marseillaise to her while under fire at an airport in Bosnia.