So yesterday we found out that the number of Hillary Clinton emails containing classified information has risen to 150. But, as it turns out, the more interesting ones are not classified (having worked hands on with TS//SI information for a few years I can testify that the information is rarely interesting), the originate with Clinton hatchet man, Svengali, and consigliere Sid Blumenthal. When Hillary was confirmed as Secretary of State she attempted to bring her long-time fixer with her but in a rare moment of coherence the Obama administration refused to allow it. (As an aside, I think we will eventually find Sid Blumenthal near Ground Zero of the email scandal.)
Undeterred, Hillary kept in close contact with Blumenthal, relying on him for pseudo-intelligence reports via former CIA operative and wannabe-Democrat political player, Tyler Drumheller. As POLITICO says:
Blumenthal has become a central figure in the ongoing saga over Clinton’s use of a private email server while she served as secretary of state. While much of the controversy has been focused on whether sensitive material was mishandled, the release of her emails has shown the extent to which Blumenthal, a divisive figure, had Clinton’s ear.
Although Clinton has described Blumenthal’s advice as unsolicited, the emails released so far show that at times she sought his counsel.
The extensive communication appears to have been a constant during Clinton’s tenure, after her attempts to get Blumenthal a State Department post were blocked by Obama aides unhappy with his role during the 2008 presidential primary fight between Obama and Clinton.
Now, in this latest batch of emails, we have Blumenthal’s politcal assessment as the GOP were poised to take the House in 2010.
Okay, I have to admit that I had to look up the word “louche.” Nice word. There are plenty of politicians it applies to. You’ll be seeing it again.
I don’t know anything about Boehner’s personal life but the way in which he has operated as Speaker is spot-on and the way Obama has dealt with the House epitomizes Blumenthal’s last two sentences.