"Remember who my parents are, and what happens to those who cross them..."
Posted on 09/22/2016 4:49:56 AM PDT by simpson96
I will never forget the week my mom, Hillary Rodham Clinton, made history as the first female presidential nominee of a major U.S. political party. It was an incredible, hectic, emotional week—and a completely inspiring one. My kids are still young, and I can't wait to share the story of that week with them one day—to show them the picture of my mom and President Barack Obama hugging after his powerful speech, to read to them what I got to say about their grandma in front of the biggest audience I'd ever addressed, and to explain to them how not all that long ago, in my grandma's lifetime, women couldn't even vote. (snip)
This is the first presidential election I'm voting in as a mom. I didn't know I could care any more about politics. Then I was blessed to welcome my daughter, Charlotte, into the world two years ago, and her little brother, Aidan, just five and a half weeks before the Democratic National Convention. Whoever we elect will play a profound role in shaping the future that my children and their generation will grow up in. Politics has become even more personal. With all this on my mind and in my heart—and a car full of children's books (Chugga-Chugga Choo-Choo; Good Night, Gorilla; a few Mo Willems pigeon books), two Elmos, diapers—my husband, Marc Mezvinsky, Charlotte, Aidan, and I drove down from New York to Philadelphia.
Monday, July 25
After we arrived, we settled into the hotel,
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Shame about the 300 word posting limit. The vapidity and navel-gazing and name-dropping is extraordinary. It goes on - and on, and on....
Towering Intellect, she ain't.
Vote for my mother. I carry children’s books on the car. Along with the SS agents, my nanny, and the press.
A vapid mental midget.
Yep.
Thass all she’s got.
One OLD vagina—AND THAT’S IT!
Yeah—so vote for it, already.
If mom loses I will have to get a real job.
Pray America wakes
Bill Clinton’s mother was born in 1923.
Hillary Clinton’s mother was born in 1919.
19th Amendment passed in 1920.
I suspect that even Chelsea's great-grandmother was able to vote at age 21 or shortly thereafter. But Progressives need to pretend that we just recently left The Dark Ages and we are just inches away from slipping back into slavery for blacks and servitude for women.
I was so excited when my dad, John Gotti took out Paul Castellano in a gangland murder outside of Sparks in Manhattan. I was now the daughter of the head of all the crime families in NY.
Do not read if you plan on operating heavy machinery zzzzzzzzzz
An indulged, soulless brat singing paeans to her crooked, soulless mother. Quite the endorsement, that.
Snookered! and minutes of a short life wasted in reading this absurd account of how great Charlotte’s GM is. Any room in that trunk for Billy Jeff? Will we ever lose them? OMG we certainly hope so!
Getting tired of this “my Mom” shtick.
There has be a hidden meaning or message by avoiding the use of “Mother” by journalists, politicians,...virtually everyone these days. Yet THAT isn’t misogynist - why not?
Oh, because it serves a ‘progressive’ purpose.
And a bottle of Hot Sauce!
With Hillary’s defeat in November this family’s political influence is over, and their usefulness to the globalists is finished.
Hey, did you catch her speech at the DNC about her childhood with this magnificent mother?
I especially loved the “story” about how they spent their Sundays when she was a child.
“Every soccer game, every softball game, every piano recital, every dance recital, Sundays spent together at church and the local library.”
Funny, I don’t recall them leaving the White House and going to church every Sunday, followed by trips to the local library (which was probably closed on Sunday).
What do you expect from a kid raised by pathological liars?
The young woman is just like her parents.
Like the Bimbo Dicker remembering all those burning black churches when he was growing up in Arkansas...
No evidence was ever presented.
A week? Did they lose a bet.
He was the last of the moheegans.
I’ll never forget when she said that.
It reads like a high school “write about what you know” essay. The most expensive high schools are not necessarily the best apparently.
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