After all, it's not every day the Secretary of State of the United States of America, our chief diplomat of foreign policy, our representative of goodwill and decorum and class to the rest of the world, gets medieval on your ass.
Particularly when you're asking a question through a translator.
Asked what "Mr. Clinton" thought about a Chinese trade deal with the Democratic Republic of the Congo, Mrs. Clinton had the following response:For the full effect, see and hear it for yourself:
"You want me to tell you what my husband thinks?" Clinton replied, clearly irked by the thought of being her husband Bill's spokeswoman. "My husband is not secretary of state, I am," she replied. "If you want my opinion I will tell you my opinion. I am not going to be channeling my husband."
Therefore, in the Queen's honor, I present this (with apologies to Metallica via Diamond Head):
My mother was a witch, she was burned aliveThe incident with the Congo kid, naturally comes days after this funny business noted by IMAO, principally that Women, Action & the Media slammed the Washington Post over the below video characterizing Mrs. Clinton as a bitch, leading WAPO to apologize for about 2 friggin's seconds of a fairly fun and pretty non-partisan satirical parody.
Thankless little bitch, wouldn’t put up with my lies
Take her down now, she can’t even see my place
All Botoxed and lawyered-up, I’ll never admit disgrace
Born in forty-seven, everyone owes me
Gotta see em make em know me
See their bodies vote for me
Take my time
Am I bitchy? yes, I am
Am I bitchy? I am secretary of state, yes, I am
As I watched my husband lie, I never lost my head
Revenge now I sought, to become president
Taking no chances, still Obama beat me dearly
Made me secretary of state, so he can keep enemy near
Born in fourty-seven, everyone owes me
Gotta see em make em know me
See their bodies vote for me
Take my time
Am I bitchy? yes, I am
Am I bitchy? I am secretary of state, yes, I am
On to Africa now, I’ll show you my pride
Ask what my husband thinks, Ill cut you down to size
You may be young and naive, but your insults stink
I’m the secretary of state, better ask what I think
Am I bitchy? yes, I am
Am I bitchy? I am secretary of state
Evil violin solo!
My soul is longing for, await my throne
Sent to avenge nothingness, find myself alone
My face is long forgot, my face got botox scars
Tired and lonely whore, I want presidential cars
Am I bitchy? yes, I am
Am I bitchy? I am secretary of state
Am I bitchy? yes, I fucking am
Am I bitchy? I am secretary of state, yeah
Wimps.
Still, on one level, I have to say kudos to the Post...for originally telling the truth...for a change.
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