Foreign policy? How about her total train-wreck of foreign policy as our sorry SoS.
A state department posting as an ambassador to a friendly country consists of little more than hosting parties and greeting people. I met Walter Mondale at such a function when he was Clinton's Ambassador to Japan. Any one of us actual doers in the room could have told you more about doing business in Japan than Mondale, who didn't even know the language beyond a few simple greetings.
But we listened politely, let him pretend to be the expert, and shook his hand in the reception line and thanked him for his support.
Her foreign policy is the biggest disgrace in our nation’s history.
The journalists say something like “Candidate X is an accomplished practitioner of all the failed policies of the last twenty years—just look at that record of failure!” As though that is some thing that should convince people that candidate X is the candidate of choice?
Sorry, experience at engineering disasters is not experience that voters are interested in this time around.
Barry just can’t handle that maybe his little transformation of America would be utterly destroyed in a matter of days after the next inauguration. I expect him to loose his “cool” more often and in more bizzare ways in the coming months. Barry is lazy, he did not do half the damage he could have done—he thought that if he just stacked the deck right that there would never be another Republican in the White House again, ever. So why work harder at tearing down America when there are more Martha’s Vineyard vacations to take and more golf course changing rooms to go hang out in? Now he will regret that he lazed about so much. That giant sucking sound looming over the horizon is the sound of all those regulations, orders, appointees, and policies being vacuumed into one giant bonfire on the White House lawn. Immolated atop a pile of good old American coal and lit with a nice helping of west Texas crude oil.