Can I get your coffee Mr. President?
Yesterday afternoon, Hillary Clinton was confirmed as Secretary of State. Our nations chief diplomat is married to the last Democratic President, you know they guy who used to be the boss of most people in Obama’s White House. I can’t tell whether King Barry the Hopeful is extremely arrogant or simply foolish. I wouldn’t have Bill Clinton around my White House for all the tea in China. For one thing, intern productivity drops considerably (I should be above that by now). I simply think that if I were an incoming President with somewhere between 18 and 21 minutes of national political experience, I wouldn’t want the man widely acclaimed as the best politician of a generation sleeping in the same house (presumably) with my primary political rival six months ago.
On the upside, she’s got the pedigree to be the best ever. If you’re inclined to feel that priority number 1 for the United States needs to be repairing our reputation in the world (I don’t. I don’t even think it should be number 16), then she brings credibility to an administration that is so far built purely on 15 minutes of celebrity and a handful of liberal legislation in a notoriously crooked state (Illinois).
Hope. Change. Clinton.
My friend El Jefe Maximo talks more in depth about Clinton’s confirmation.
