I mean, if they really believed all the smoke their WikiLeaks acolytes have been blowing over the last week or so about Hillary’s impending landslide, then why did all of John Podesta’s pen pals have a collective meltdown on social media within seconds yesterday after the FBI announced that it was going to review the videotape after all.
And these rumpswabs and lickspittles have the audacity to call Donald Trump unhinged? Grief counselors were swarming The New York Times, CNN, The Washington Post and all the rest of the failing outlets. The EMTs would have been confiscating their shoelaces and belts, if any of them wore shoelaces and belts (they favor sandals and mommy trousers).
Before he toppled over from the vapors, Paul Krugman called to cancel his nomination of FBI Director James Comey for next spring’s Profiles in Courage award for having the “courage” to broom the obstruction-of-justice rap against Hillary Clinton.
I’m not a big James Comey fan, to say the least. My feeling is, if you want to hide something real good, just stick it in one of his law books. He’s proven he’ll leave no stone unturned, except the one Hillary Clinton is hiding under.
But let’s be real. A bottom feeder like Comey would never have taken this high-stakes gamble if there were any way he could have kept sweeping the dirty laundry under the rug.
What they’ve already turned up from Carlos Danger’s cellphones obviously ain’t about yoga schedules and Chelsea’s wedding plans. Of all people, Comey knows what happens if you take a shot at these people and miss. Ken Starr, anyone?
The Beautiful People so despise The Donald, at least since he changed parties. But it’s rather hard to dispute his statement exactly two months ago, when Huma Abedin finally decided to walk out on the perv known as “Carlos Danger” after the last time he lunged for the third rail.
Here’s what Trump said:
“I only worry for the country in that Hillary Clinton was careless and negligent in allowing Weiner to have such close proximity to highly classified information. Who knows what he learned and who he told?”
Hit it on the head, didn’t he?