<< The woman is power mad .... >>
And the power lust is but a noxious weed.
That flourishes only in the vacant lots of empty minds.
[Her mean-spiritedness and maliciously and malevolently malignant madness will in the end eat itself -- and will thus see to both its own and its host's destruction. WARNING: Shield your children, it will not be pretty]
Every morning when Missus Clinton, the most stupid, the ugliest and therefore the least well "qualified" schlotternisch slattern in all of Human History to have pursued the sex-worker career path, wakes from sleep, she raises herself on one elbow, looks all around and says:
"Is this all there IS?"
[And that's before the poor bastard sees herself in the mirror, even -- or the look on the face of whomever first bids her Good day]