Regards, Ivan
Ping!
Maybe our tax dollars should have bought him some therapy??
What caused him to flip on Bill?
I confess to not paying attention; though I do remember him being outed as some sort of a pervert.
This fits with my impression of Clinton quite well. He governed by focus group, meaning he didn't lead at all. He followed.
He's also a heck of a liar, too.
bttt
This Morris guy is an absolute thorn in the Clinton's side, despite (or maybe because) his close past association with them. He just never gives up... more power to him.
WARNING! This reply is a rerun. But it seems appropriate to the topic at hand. -Maeve-
Actually, more like when a tomcat grimaces and sucks in the air around him to savor the scent of a female cat. Its called flehmening when a housecat or a lion does it. - Queen McGee
The first time I really looked at Clinton was in a Sunday supplement magazine in the Los Angeles Times in the summer of '91. The article featured pictures of Bill, Hill and Chelsea in the 'backyard' of the governor's mansion 'playing' baseball. There was just something about Bill Clinton's smile and body language. I recognized 'The Look'. It is the look of a malignant narcissist. When he smiles he lifts his upper lip slightly, as if to suck in the attention of the viewer. Certain male animals like housecats and deer do this posturing when seeking mates. It's called 'flehmening'. The breath of life to a narcissist is the attention and admiration of those around him. The more attention a narcissist receives the more turned on and alive he becomes. Without attention he reverts to a passive, hollow shell, just waiting... until he can receive his next narcissist fix.
I can recognize a narcissist immediately because I am an adult daughter of a malignant narcissist mother. Like a practicing alcoholic or a drug addict a narcissist can never be trusted to put his wants above anyone else's needs, and never ever expect him to tell the truth unless he feels it would benefit himself.
Several years ago Bill Clinton was featured on the cover of Esquire magazine. He had a 'flehmen' grin upon his face, his legs were spread wide and he was leaning into the lens of the camera. This is a classic narcissist pose. This is the same pose I've so often seen in family pictures of my mother.
What is the moral of this tale? If a person looks like a narcissist, acts like a narcissist, he is a narcissist and if you don't watch out he will consume you, spit out your bones and and then proclaim, "It's your d*** fault I'm so d*** fat."
The Brain of All Presidents Slick Willie didn't even question that it averages out to 10 per family.
Morris is pretty much on mark in his assessment of BJ.
First off, I've NEVER trusted Morris. There's something there that I can't put my finger on.
THEN...sometime within the last week I read a thread where he gave either a talk, a review of her book, or SOMETHING about Hillary. And, he was complimentary. He made some comment about how she'd be GOOD in the White House.
Do you remember reading that, Ivan? Anyone?
I'm not even gonna comment on BJC. Don't wanna get banned.
Yes, the welfare reform bill that he had to be dragged -- kicking and screaming -- into signing, and then promised, during his re-election campaign to undo, if re-elected.
There were four million families on welfare when we started, he informed me. Fourteen million people, but only four million adults. And one million are disabled and cant work. Ive gotten jobs for one million of the remainder, so Ive got two million more to go. I sensed my mind numbing. To generate the million jobs, Ive had to create seven million jobs nationally. I dont think I can create another fourteen million jobs, so how can I get two million more welfare recipients into jobs? Get it?
I always get a kick out of leftists talking about politicians "creating" jobs, as if the politicians go out to every company in the nation and sit there with the company's officers and the books open, and figure out how to hire more people.
What an incredibly silly fool.
I last saw Clinton near my own house in the celebrated Notting Hill district of London in 2002. He decided to do a walkabout, and plunged into the crowd, an activity he enormously and palpably enjoyed, and which delighted everybody. No one ever matched him as a simple campaigner. It was the thing he did best--perhaps the only thing he did well. It might be said, indeed, that he never did anything else.
In Notting Hill he was not running for office. The locals were not his voters. But he behaved as if they were and they loved it. The old con master was in his element. He found himself in a pub and ordered drinks all round. All cheered. The news spread to the vast crowd outside, and it cheered too. Adrenaline racing, fists thumping chests, hugging and handshaking, wisecracking and slogan swapping, Clinton worked that crowd for twenty minutes, leaving it hoarse and exhausted, delighted and deeply impressed when he swept off in his limo. The only unhappy man was the bartender, who was never paid for ol' Bill's round.
Even if Morris is half right, it's truly frightening to recall this was the most powerful man in the world for 8 years.
Sigh....if only BC had been voted homecoming king back in high school...perhaps the nation could have been spared his needy and damaged psyche....
The little, bent one ISN'T if we believe the consensus of others.
clintoon does not try to do good.....old Dicky had me for a minute, but a little lower down he shows us the old Clintoon butt boy