The prospect of this ding bat being the Commander-in-Chief is truly distressing. Imagine what our adversaries around the world must be thinking.
How about this dialogue, attributed to W. Churchill, possibly from G. Bernard Shaw. (Incidentally, Harris has NO problem in her daily stoned dim memory capacity, and “sporting morality” of her days as a horizontal political engineer. Her “feminism” considers this all empowering for the womyn of the world).:
Churchill: Madam, would you sleep with me for five million pounds?
Socialite: My goodness, Mr. Churchill… Well, I suppose… we would have to discuss terms, of course…
Churchill: Would you sleep with me for five pounds?
Socialite: Mr. Churchill,
WHAT KIND OF WOMAN DO YOU THINK I AM?
Churchill: Madam, we’ve already established that. Now we are haggling about the price.