Darkmoon — Oct 25, 2016
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By Sir Christopher Meyer
Sourced from The Mail on Sunday
with pictures, captions and additional material by Lasha Darkmoon
“If America can’t stop hating Hillary,” thunders (((Sir Christopher Meyer))), Britain’s former ambassador to Washington, “we are ALL in peril.”
“Where is the Goddamn f***ing flag! I want the Goddamn f***ing flag up every morning at f***ing sunrise.” — Hillary Clinton to staff at the Arkansas Governor’s mansion on Labor Day 1991, from Inside the White House, by Ronald Kessler, p.244.
“Come on Bill, put your d**k up! You can’t f**k her here!!” — Hillary Clinton to her sex-crazed hubby Bill as she sees him chatting up an attractive female, Ibid. p. 243
More Hillary Clinton quotes:
“You f***ing idiot!”…. “Where’s the miserable c**ksucker?”…. “F**k off! It’s enough I have to see you s*it-kickers every day, I’m not going to talk to you too!! Just do your Goddamn job and keep your mouth shut.”
“This ill-tempered, violent, loud mouth, hateful and abusive woman wants to be your next president and have total control as commander and chief of our military, the very military for which she has shown incredible disdain throughout her public life. Surely the people of the United States can easily do better than this. — Ed Schriber Col. USMC (Ret.)
All the above are authentic quotes sourced from
The Filthy Mouth of Hillary Clinton
“Hillary Clinton has a pretty distinguished record.
It is hard to understand why she is so disliked.”
— (((Sir Christopher Meyer)))
In just two weeks’ time, to the blessed relief of many, the US presidential election will come to its tawdry climax. Voters will go to the polls on Tuesday, November 8, so bringing down the curtain on one of the dirtiest and meanest contests in the history of Western democratic politics.
“It ain’t over till it’s over,” said the famous quipster and baseball star Yogi Berra. But it very much looks as though Hillary Rodham Clinton will become America’s first woman president, as Donald Trump disappears into the vortex of his grossness, narcissism and dishonesty, all on vivid display in the third and final presidential debate last week.
For all its repugnant features, this has been an election of endless fascination for students of US politics. The inquests have already begun. How could an ignorant political maverick and dodgy businessman like Trump have captured the Republican Party – the ‘Grand Old Party’ and heirs to Abraham Lincoln? How, to this day, despite all the gaffes and sexual scandals, can Trump still retain the loyalty of 40 per cent of likely voters? What is the deep pool of discontent in which he has been fishing, pretty successfully, for votes?
All these questions revolve around the flamboyant, thin-skinned and corpulent figure of Trump. But there is something else. If the polls are to be believed, there have never been two more unpopular candidates in the history of presidential elections.
That is understandable where Trump is concerned, since the politics of division are at the heart of his strategy, such as it is. But Hillary, too, is massively unpopular. For many on this side of the Atlantic it is hard to understand why she is so disliked, and why she made such heavy weather of defeating her rival at the primary stage, an obscure senator called Bernie Sanders, and why she is not 100 per cent certain of beating Trump.
After all, Hillary Clinton has a pretty distinguished record. Aside from eight years as First Lady to President Bill Clinton, she was a senator from New York for eight years and President Obama’s secretary of state for four. Add in her time – nine years – as wife to Bill Clinton when he was governor of Arkansas and she is beyond question one of the most experienced politicians in the United States.
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I should declare an interest. My wife and I knew her pretty well when I was ambassador to the US in Bill Clinton’s second term. We found her the opposite of her public image. In private she was amusing and vivacious with a raucous laugh.
We never met Trump. But we had a narrow escape.
We once attended a charity dinner in Florida, where he was one of the sponsors. A number of other ambassadors were also there. At Trump’s invitation, they had hitched a ride from Washington on his private jet. We, thank goodness, were travelling under our own steam.
On the journey back, Trump suddenly changed course and flew to a tiny airport in New Jersey, where the ambassadors were unceremoniously dumped. That tells you a lot about Trump the man and Trump the politician, none of it complimentary.