[He Rides A White Horse]

Hillary and her polished feminist cronies are "sistahs" to Gen. Siddiq like crème brouille is sistah to oatmeal. She needs these sisters like Cinderella needed hers. The mock sororite reeks of political opportunism, lace curtain largesse, and typical Clintonesque spin It is Hillary's meager attempt to co-opt some redemption from the Republican prosecution of this war and share in spoils she hasn't earned.

It is also an attempt to resurrect the moribund feminist army and restore its political clout with Hillary as its general. But the army of harpies is defeated, bled to death under its self-inflicted wounds. When it rallied to defend Ms. Clinton's wayward husband, when it ignored Juanita Broaddrick and the broadsides loosed on Linda Tripp, when it lent its shriek to the clamor against Katherine Harris, its duplicity showed like a bloodstain on a wedding dress.

So very true.

[IronJack]

Thank you. You've heard of "limousine liberalism?" This is ivory-tower feminism. All the jabber and lezfests the sensible shoes crowd has had over the years doesn't add up to a single day in the life of a woman who has truly conquered gender limitations. And in the toughest market on earth, no less. Hillary Clinton should be sitting like a wide-eyed schoolgirl at this lady's knee, waiting for an utterance from someone who's been there. Instead she's pontificating from her penthouse between sips of chilled Veuve Cliquot.