Boy, do I hate finding myself in a position to defend Hillary Clinton (!), but this nonsense is reaching “Paul is Dead!” proportions.
Every wrinkle in the famed pantsuit is now seen as proof positive that the creature is wired up to some battery that’s keeping her evil liberal self mobile and (barely) functional. Every moment she loses concentration is suddenly “proof positive!” of strokes, or Parkinson’s, or some other nonsense.
Really. This makes us look like a bunch of kooks and makes her look stronger because she can, with some truth, claim that we’re acting like a bunch of kooks.
Exactly.