Him again. Some people don't die, it seems. It seems to someone who's seen others much younger and, frankly, better than himself die. I sense Bill Clinton would just as soon not be dragged out but doesn't mind that much that he is. He can handle it. There's a lot to like, actually, if you can compartmentalize.
Kurt Schlichter asked somebody to Photoshop Bill Clinton in Bill Cosby's "Friend" sweater, the primary color children's thing he wore everywhere that looks very creepy in retrospect, and just like that somebody did. Not me. Turns out funny as you can imagine. Hasn't caught on though as a meme yet. [
bill clinton, friend] Nothing. Except a lot of really good Bill Clinton photos. It's a fine photoset, but no Cosby sweater. Maybe I should make another and start a proper meme.
I woke up at a ridiculous hour, the television on, I un-muted and heard political analysts discussing the fairness, mostly unfairness, of Trump attacking Bill Clinton (by mentioning there's a good deal of room to work with there) and their concerns, their considerations, the questions they asked were so ridiculous they cannot even be recalled exactly any more than fog can be recalled.
I am struck by their insistence on having confusion, making confusion on purpose. When one bothers to listen and process, as I do when waking up and vulnerable, they're saying, "Let's you and I get lost in the weeds together."
But no. I'm waking up and have more sense than that. Let's not. There is a set of undeniable universally recognized salient facts bearing hard on the subject at hand, and no need at all for allowing distracting entries. They come pre-culled to essentials with non-essentials rejected.
The facts sit there collected as if fenced in. A set. They can be observed and considered and spoken about directly and with no intervening agency. There is no reason to mount a rocket and observe the corral from space. No reason to dig under the corral and describe the view of it from center of the earth. No reason to wear comic book x-ray glasses. No reason to set up funhouse mirrors around the corral and analyze and then discuss the warped images that come off them as these men do. No need for kaleidoscope, so knock it off.
* Bill Clinton is a serial sexual abuser
* Hillary Clinton enabled this brutal activity viciously over decades
* Attitudes about all this have changed dramatically in the intervening years
* Presently the general attitude is pretty close to zero tolerance
* Hillary is presently campaigning for president of United States and adds women's protection to her platform.
* Hillary attacked Trump for a tendency to attack women.
If there's more, there isn't much more that is salient, you can if you want to confuse it, but then be confused. There's a lot more details, a ton of ammunition. I must say, it's been delightful seeing this arise and seeing Trump squash it in an instant and then see that squashing analyzed agonizingly for days from every angle imaginable except straightforwardly.
That's the job of journalism regarding political matters, I guess, to get and keep people confused.
Could Trump be doing this? Could Trump be doing that? Does Trump have a leg to stand on when ... Could it be that Hillary thinks...? Should Bill just .... ? The reporters, journalists, analysts, pundits, whatever, mouths flapping, turned themselves inside out tunneling around to avoid facing the obvious corralled plain facts.
They're too ugly. The facts are wholly uncomfortable, cannot be stared down, so, fog. Such a flopping losing thing. There is not enough fog in the world to obfuscate what these two creeps have already done and recorded for history, and it's not just me thinking this, not my opinion, as proof for yourself just google (images) "bill clinton, friend."