Posted on 05/06/2017 7:19:55 AM PDT by Sean_Anthony
Obviously, Hillary Clinton prefers fantasy to the harsh political reality of her disastrous campaign
It has been six months since the political world was rocked to its core with the upset election of Donald Trump as President. One person who has not gotten over Trumps victory is his opponent, Hillary Clinton.
Of course, in the days before the election, almost every pollster and commentator predicted a Clinton victory. She was overconfident and believed the media spin. Incredibly, she was outperformed by a political novice, who won 306 electoral votes in 31 states, an unexpected landslide.
That was the most savage (in a good way) moments of political theater I have ever seen.
She was physically unable to campaign and even though the media wouldn’t report it, it couldn’t be hidden.
I see Newt as the man who destroyed a lot of the South by shifting so many jobs overseas through NAFTA.
[[I ####ing looked up her and huma yesterday]]
Run out of Syrup of Ipecac did you?
Well, I don’t think Mrs. Bill is through. She will run in 2020 if still among the living in a grudge match against Trump.
Ms. Broaddrick was one of the big winners of the 2016 presidential election.
We had a constant Risk game running in my first apartment. When we were tired we would suspend but the game stayed out.
We always connected eastern Australia to Argentina or the player who took Australia would win every time.
“I pray every day that she is able to con the Democrats to run her again!”
You are not by yourself in that prayer!
An absolute mania when I was in college. At least 500 games under my belt. Grab and hold Australia at all costs. Harness their rich natural resources and overflowing population to your imperial will, and you shall rule the world, my FRiend.
I am from the Ukraine! Ukraine is not weak!
The following is an excerpt from Red Dwarf: series 4, episode 6, entitled “Meltdown.” Behold, The King of Risk, Arnold Rimmer;
RIMMER: So there we were at 2:30 in the morning; I was beginning to wish
I had never come to cadet training school. To the south lay water —
there was no way we could cross that. To the east and west two armies
squeezed us in a pincer. The only way was north; I had to go for it
and pray the Gods were smiling on me. I picked up the dice and threw
two sixes. Caldecott couldn’t believe it. My go again; another two
sixes!
LISTER: Rimmer, what’s wrong with you? Don’t you realize that no one is
even slightly interested in anything you’re saying? You’ve got this
major psychological defect which blinds you to the fact that you’re
boring people to death! How come you can’t sense that?
RIMMER: Anyway I picked up the dice again... Unbelievable! Another two
sixes!
LISTER: Rimmer!
RIMMER: What?
LISTER: No one wants to know some stupid story about how you beat your
Cadet School Training Officer at Risk.
RIMMER: Then — disaster! I threw a two and a three; Caldecott picked up
the dice and threw snake eyes — I was still in it.
LISTER: Cat, can you talk to him?.
CAT is sitting with big pieces of cotton wool plugged in to his ears. As
LISTER talks to him he takes one of the pieces.
CAT: What?
RIMMER: Anyway, to cut a long story short I threw a five and a four which
beat his three and a two, another double six followed by a double four
and a double five. After he’d thrown a three and a two I threw a six
and a three.
CAT: Man, this guy could bore for his country!
LISTER: What I want to know, is how the smeg can you remember what dice
you threw at a game you played when you were seventeen?
RIMMER: I jotted it down in my Risk campaign book. I always used to do
that so I could replay my moments of glory over a glass of brandy in
the sleeping quarters. I ask you, what better way is there to spend a
Saturday night?
CAT: Ya got me.
RIMMER: So a six and a three and he came back with a three and a two.
LISTER: Rimmer, can’t you tell the story is not gripping me? I’m in a
state of non-grippedness, I am completely smegging ungripped. Shut the
smeg up.
RIMMER: Don’t you want to hear the Risk story?
LISTER: That’s what I’ve been saying for the last fifteen minutes.
RIMMER: But I thought that was because I hadn’t got to the really
interesting bit...
LISTER: What really interesting bit?
RIMMER: Ah well, that was about two hours later, after he’d thrown a
three and a two and I’d thrown a four and a one. I picked up the
dice...
LISTER: Hang on Rimmer, hang on... the really interesting bit is exactly
the same as the dull bit.
RIMMER: You don’t know what I did with the dice though, do you? For all
you know, I could have jammed them up his nostrils, head butted him on
the nose and they could have blasted out of his ears. That would’ve
been quite interesting.
LISTER: OK, Rimmer. What did you do with the dice?.
RIMMER: I threw a five and a two.
LISTER: And that’s the really interesting bit?
RIMMER: Well it was interesting to me, it got me into Irkutsk.
We really need an official award ceremony for this one.
I think people should just come up to her with this kind of trophy anytime she’s anywhere in public.
Sorest loser in history trophies. Just hand her one anytime she’s out.
Yeah her first “comeback” needs to be from the dead :)
I agree with you. It was the major event of the campaign when she collapsed on national TV.
Everyone knew something was wrong with her. It became a metaphor for everything about her.
Lol. Neat.
So the stages of grief are:
1-Denial (where Hillary is at)
2-Anger (where the Left is at)
3-Acceptance ( won’t hold my breath but maybe 2020)
That’s one reason I like Mike Cernovich.
He was all over #Sickhillary like white on rice.
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