Diary

'Like with a cloth or something?'

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Hillary looks good in stripes, wouldn’t you say?  But not the red and white kind–it may more likely be the prison uniform kind based on the way she’s been descending into a desperate seance to channel hubby Bill’s “super human powers of duplicity and cozenage.” (Thank you Mr. Goldberg: here, and here too.)

Only Bill Clinton can get away with answering a question (under oath, mind you) with, “It depends upon what the meaning of the word ‘is’ is.”

Hillary, on the other hand, comes off like a third grader saying “I know you are, but what am I” when answering a simple question about her email server from the press.

Ed Henry, Fox News’ senior White House correspondent asked Her Majesty “Did you try to wipe — so there would be no email, no personal, no official — wipe the whole thing?”

You can see the Porky Pig “buhtheea buhtheea” working in her head as she assumes the shrug position before giving a non-answer that the emails are her “personal business” and how she released “fifty-five thousand pages of anything we thought could be related” to…some unexpressed thing she avoided saying, blathering instead about the law and she was the official and magic hats and rabbits.

Henry tried again, “But did you try to wipe the whole server?”

Her Majesty: “I, I have no idea,”. “It’s why we turned it over—”

Henry: “You were the official in charge. Did you wipe the server?”

Her Majesty: “Like with a cloth or something?”

This is the point where the Clinton magic is supposed to take effect, and everyone laughs and drops the subject.  But the spell failed because Her Majesty never had Bill’s gift.  Instead the exchange now sounds like a bad episode of Dynasty from 1988.

Henry: “You know how it works digitally. Did you try to wipe the whole server?”

Her Majesty (defensive): “I don’t know how it works digitally at all.”

Henry: “Did you try it? Did you not try it?”

Her Majesty: “Ed, I know you want to make a point. And I can just repeat what I have said.”

Henry: “It’s a simple question.”

And there it is, Hillary’s brightly shining meteor streaking across the political sky as it burns up in the atmosphere, propelling a huge sonic boom in its wake.

Her Majesty is done.