Once upon a time there was a girl named Hillary, who, like Karl Marx, resented her father and needed to be more special than anyone - and to tell everyone how to live. She dreamed of being famous, and powerful, and cherished by all. She pursued this dream with all of herself, and became famous and rich, but never became the cherished person she needed and wanted to be. She was in an unhappy marriage, and her public life became mired in controversy. She became angrier and angrier. Although she became wealthy, and had with her husband created a Foundation with brought in 100s of millions of dollars, this wasn't enough. Though she could have traveled the world with this money, helping people all over the globe, and making change through giving, she so needed to be adored and publicly acknowledged as great, that she kept pursuing this, to the exclusion of happiness and personal growth.