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Wednesday, February 10, 2016

Is Hillary wearing her Freudian slips?

  I don't blog every day; there are so many talkers out there I despise just being another voice yelling about injustice and hypocrisy. (That's the next post.)
  I was thinking, though, that I hadn't seen much about Hillary's wardrobe choices which I find quite, interesting.
  First there was the unfortunate choice of an orange pantsuit when being questioned about the legality of her server.
  Yes. She went there.
  She wore orange. 
  Now, one of the problems with this suit, other than the color so reminiscent of certain enclosed places, is something in the vernacular called "camel toe." I shan't say more than that. 
  This was posted over at the Free Republic, where the posters had quite a run with it.
    Then there's the striped shirt she wore the other day, another unfortunate choice, considering the latest news that up to 30 separate emails were generated from Hillary's illegal server, something the FBI seems to be taking seriously and something Hillary's aides need to take seriously when it comes to trying to stay out of their own orange wardrobes. (There's that darn Clinton curse which seems to happen to anyone who gets involved with them.)
  Anyway the WSJ has the picture. Again, this is another flattering item we can really imagine a future president wearing...such gravitas.
  So apropos, considering the circumstances, n'est ce pas?
  But the one that really got me is yesterday's archbishoprick outfit.
  Quoi, you're asking?
  Well, this outfit reminded me of Chapter 95 of Moby Dick.
  Now, if you haven't read---or perhaps you have, but you didn't realize what you were reading--this chapter, you might not know what is happening.
  The sailor (also called a mincer) who has the pleasure of stripping the whale of his, ah, member's, shall we say, skin takes great delight in donning the, ah, member's skin as a pope's robe.
Ere long, it is taken down; when removing some three feet of it, towards the pointed extremity, and then cutting two slits for arm-holes at the other end, he lengthwise slips himself bodily into it. The mincer now stands before you invested in the full canonicals of his calling. Immemorial to all his order, this investiture alone will adequately protect him, while employed in the peculiar functions of his office.....[SNIP]Arrayed in decent black; occupying a conspicuous pulpit; intent on bible leaves; what a candidate for an archbishoprick, what a lad for a Pope were this mincer!*
  So here's Miz Hillary wearing her archbishoprick's outfit. This was the night of her bitter harsh hoarse concession speech to New Hampshire, which has ended up somehow giving her more delegates than old Bernie.
  Does she see herself as a religious figure, a theological icon?
Reuters photo from Business Insider  
  Um, yeah.
  It looks just the way I imagined it.

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