Irritable Powell Syndrome

Hillary Clinton hit the campaign trail again Thursday, albeit this time not face first. Although she is having to face a frankly hilarious series of scorchingly candid emails which were hacked from the account of former Secretary of State Colin Powell (does anyone in Washington understand that they shouldn't use their dog's name as a password?!).

In the emails, which Powell has admitted are authentic, he says "everything (Hillary) touches she kind of screws up with hubris" and that he would "rather not vote for her" because she is "greedy, not transformational." Ouch!

He also referred to Clinton's team as "Hillary's Mafia," and was angry that they tried to pin blame on him for her email scandal.

But by far our favorite quote from Powell was his assessment of Bill Clinton as a man who spends his time "still dicking bimbos at home."

And mind you, Powell considers himself a friend of the Clintons! Although that may change when he's being dragged to Vince Foster's final resting place with a typewritten suicide note in his pocket.

Hope n' Change has every reason to believe that Powell's assessments are accurate and probably err on the side of being generously kind: Hillary screws up everything she touches with her naked ambition and disregard for law, is insatiably greedy, runs a Mafia-like organization, and her husband is still the vile, woman-abusing lecher that he's always been - no doubt "powering through" a host of STDs to continue bumping uglies with women who are decades younger.

Happily, albeit frighteningly, Donald Trump's poll numbers continue to climb offering genuine hope that the Clintons may not succeed in reinfecting the White House with their presence in the future.

Leaving both of them free, once more, to spread their infections to young girls.

Putting the "you know what" back in Country.

The Unkindest Cut

Ironically, Mikey was only at the hospital to visit Johnny Optimism.

Hope n' Change doesn't take any pleasure in the thought of Hillary Clinton being sick - perhaps very seriously so. We do, however, experience unbridled delight whenever she's unable to keep her lies from being exposed - as is currently the case, thanks to the video that makes her look like a flopping flounder being flung into the hold of a fishing trawler.

Which is why we can't resist making cartoons like this one...

 

Or this one...



We clearly don't know how dire Hillary's health really is, but we do know that even when the Clintons admit lying, they're still lying about the actual scope of what they're trying to conceal. So Hillary may very well have pneumonia, but we're guessing it's only the cherry on top of the big death's door sundae.

But in complete honesty, we hope she makes a full recovery and lives a long, long time. Otherwise, it would be kind of pointless to go to the trouble of eventually giving her a life sentence for her corruption, influence peddling, and mishandling of national secrets.

Oh, and one last thought...

Basket Case

"There are LAWS protecting people from voters that bite!"

Oh, you knew we weren't going to let this one pass by! On Friday, Mrs. Clinton attended a New York fundraiser hosted by "The LGBT for Hillary." While there, comfortably among her own, the former first lady decided to unload on the rotten, lousy Americans who aren't planning to vote for a repeated felon just because she's alleged to have a vagina.

"To be grossly generalistic," she grossly cackled, "you could put half of Trump’s supporters into what I call the basket of deplorables. The racist, sexist, homophobic, xenophobic, Islamaphobic—you name it!"

Mrs. Clinton allowed that the other half of Trump voters are people who feel the government has let them down (no, really?!) and are "desperate for change."

Actually, we think her math is just a little off with that 50-50 breakdown, since at least 80% of the Trump voters we know just want to keep the lying, cheating, DNA-spewing, raping, stealing, bribe-taking, influence-peddling Clintons out of the White House any way they can - which in this case includes voting for Trump. And virtually all of the actual "deplorables" (we would include abortionists, race agitators, communists, and anarchists) are on her side, and quite possibly on her payroll.

Hillary's jaw-droppingly elitist attack on common people isn't surprising, but her candor is. "A basket of deplorables," she calls us. Rabble. Peons. The Great Unwashed.

Perhaps owing to her grievous brain injury, she's forgotten how recently she was one of the common people - out of work, homeless except for a handful of mansions, and "dead broke" until the huge checks started rolling in again from  foreign countries that wouldn't bother calling her LGBT fundraising pals "deplorables," but would instead hurl them from buildings, behead them, or stone them in the streets. Which, apparently, Hillary is cool with.

Now that's deplorable.

Once again, Hillary's fundraising doesn't pass the smell test.

BONUS: PUTTING THE CART BEFORE THE HEARSE

"Oh, don't be a baby!"

9/11 - 15 Years Later

I can't believe the events of 9/11 happened 15 years ago. It feels no longer than a heartbeat. And despite the admonition to "never forget," too many have. They've forgotten the spirit of unity which Americans shared for a brief time. A spirit which transcended race, class, or political parties.

I apologize for even briefly mentioning politics today, but I believe that the beginning of the end of that unity occurred when newly-elected Senator Hillary Clinton took to the floor of the Senate, held up a tabloid newspaper headline, and declared "BUSH KNEW" an attack was likely and didn't stop it.

Years later, as Secretary of State, for purely political reasons Hillary Clinton claimed not to know that September 11th was a day of special meaning to terrorists, and a day when security should be at its very highest level. And four Americans serving in Benghazi paid the ultimate price for her recklessness and folly. This detestable woman must not become our next president.

But enough about that. This should be a day of reflection and contemplation. And to that end, I want to remind readers of heroic firefighter David M. Weiss, the brother-in-law of Jim Hlavac, a frequent commentor here on Hope n' Change.

Here's how the New York Times described him:

David Martin Weiss, a New York City firefighter, was built like a fireplug. He stood 5-foot-9 and weighed 225 pounds. He was all muscle, with biceps as big as the thigh of a medium-build woman.

He was bulldozer strong. He looked as tough as he sounded. His head was shaved and his body was covered in tattoos. He drove Harleys.

He was an ironworker before he became a firefighter 13 years ago. He blended both experiences to become a member of the Fire Department's elite force. He joined Rescue Company 1 in Times Square about six years ago after receiving a medal for a rescue attempt: a man's car careened off Franklin D. Roosevelt Drive and plunged into the East River. Mr. Weiss, off duty, stopped his car, climbed down the iron trestles of the elevated highway and jumped into the river to rescue the driver, whose heart had given out.

"He just jumped, knowing that he was the person's only hope," said Thor Johannessen, a firefighter.

Mr. Weiss, 41, of Maybrook, N.Y., had a mean sense of humor. "If he saw a thread, he knew how to pull it to unravel the whole shirt," said Joel Kanasky, another firefighter. "He was the king of that."  

On 9/11, along with other members of the elite "Rescue 1" group, David raced into a burning tower of the World Trade Center to help as many people as possible. He was last seen on the 31st floor of Tower Two, climbing stairs and rushing towards the danger, when the building fell.

The image below is from a commemorative t-shirt which is a prized possession of mine. A remembrance of both the tragedy and remarkable heroism seen on that day.



Let today be a day when we step back from the petty distractions and noise of the media, and think about more important things. About what this country is. About who we are. About what we've lost, and what we each need to do every day to live up to a legacy forged by our best and bravest.

Above all, let's remember the many heroes - living and dead - who have made this a country worth celebrating and defending.