lit like bic

Song by Rae Sremmurd, cannot be played here. Too bad. It fits the rave. The music high flying drug addled rave. The thing I love about this photo of Hillary is her gibbon like swinging good time, her movement through space, her excellent balance with well weighted hips. She looks like a blast, a blasted cackling blast. Lit like a lighthouse.

That tossed and tumbled carefree look takes hours of drinking to achieve.

I wish they didn't add those yellow words. Imagine being her guard. Imagine being her and having state guards imposed. They don't like each other, she a carefree spirit as we see and they all work and serious focus so we're told. Respect for each other doesn't exist.