I knew much of that night’s activity was produced with Trump in mind. Her and Bill’s suite with its view of Trump Tower, the fireworks barge on the Hudson that Trump would have had to have seen... all petty and all came back to bite her in her ample arse.
Normally I don’t take any joy in others’ suffering, but in this case I will make an exception. I love knowing of Hillary’s pain, and that of all her supporters. Every last one of them, including certain members of my own family (who should have known better).
All petty and done with the money of others.