The so-predictable Hilary

I remember going to a Hilary speech at the CU Boulder campus in 1992, and seeing a vision of the American political future: angry, arrogant, abortion-obsessed middle-class white girls; and their emasculated grade of male camp followers, who hung out with them hoping for approval and sex if they adopted enough of a social-justice posture to appease the feminist narrative that had already fully taken hold on campus since way before then.

I predicted then, that what this woman was doing, 24 years ago, was running for president.

When Hilary left the White House in 2001 I predicted she would find some high-profile official post to work her brand, whereupon she bought a house in New York, and lived there just long enough to run for the Senate. Even then the phrase “First Woman President” was on everyone’s lips, describing the inevitability that this would be her.

When she lost to Obama in ‘08 I predicted he would park her as Secretary of State, because Obama is a Constitutional scholar, professional political operator and no idiot, and that’s where you put your biggest nuisance of an ally-opponent when you want her not to sabotage your presidency from the sidelines.

When Trump began to emerge as the GOP front-runner I predicted exactly what is happening now, and began to use the phrase “radicalize the right, centralize the left” to describe the obvious Clinton strategy.

At times I had believed he was a Clinton operative intentionally placed to assure her win in November, but if he is that? I think he is the last one to figure that out.

She has used him with astonishing ease, to create this gargantuan (and by all indications, effective enough) smokescreen obscuring her decades of lies, corruption and crime, from the beginning, and the results now are exactly as I had foretold months ago: a brief groundswell of populist but increasingly far-right support for Trump, a bizarre enough figure in his own right, with both the candidate and his supporters growing ever more incoherent and desperate. As meanwhile, she easily plays his image as a bumbling fanatic to continue obscuring the fact that she is basically a crime boss, who will purchase this office for herself at whatever cost.

For a week or two, I almost began to believe Trump could pull this off and actually win. And believe me, this is not anything to do with my being any fan of Brand Trump. Like so many Americans to this day, I merely found it hard to believe that anyone could possibly be a worse or more destructive pick for the White House, than this deeply embittered, openly hypocritical, bottomlessly corrupt, ambitiously unprincipled Hilary Clinton.

Even the vaguest hope for a Trump win was never anything to me, but a fervent prayer for a final defeat of this unimaginably dangerous woman.

But looking back a quarter-century to that speech, and that first witnessing of the magnitude and the cynicism of this woman’s ambition and lust for power, I realize I have been right about her all along. And that this oddball, strangely likable New Jersey realtor, despite whatever his best intentions may have become in the process (and I do think he has done a little growing up on the trail), never was any match for it. And that, again, he may be the last one to figure that out.

Now, or very soon, it seems, we will all come to find out who this person really is, and what she really will be capable of doing with the near-absolute power she has quested for, for so very long.

And if my predictions about her continue to remain accurate, as they have been since the early 90s? Suffice it to say: I am not optimistic.

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