I’m still so disgusted at the FBI’s comments concerning Hillary Clinton’s crimes that it’s been hard to put into words how angry I really am. But, let’s start at the beginning of the iceberg that’s above ground.
I think my husband may have figured out part of what happened here. The Clinton’s aren’t called Slick for nothing. This whole “accidental” meeting on the tarmac thing that was allegedly “secret”, notice how it was out in the open and the news “accidentally” heard about it? Uh huh, now the mental juices are boiling. Well, Hubby said it appears that Slick is making sure that the FBI is the fall guy for this verdict all in an effort to make Hillary look all doey eyed and innocent. They’ve done this to soooo many others … before their untimely demise. You know, she was baking cookies and such. Oh, I’m not saying that Comey is innocent either. Oh no. They’ve either got something exceedingly dirty on him or it’s for money and power or he or family have been threatened with bodily harm. I listened to the verbal report. Comey did look under duress like a prisoner making hand signals that everything is not OK in paradise, while he parroted what Clinton or Lynch or some other toady insisted that he say and he did say that Hillary is a liar. Remember how even that ‘small’ item of lying to the American public or Congress would have been cause for alarm amoungst the American people? [crickets] Well, guess that ship has sailed.
Now it’s up to the Trump magic machine to do something with that in their advert’s and tear her a new one. Often.
I comfort myself with the knowledge that, “Though the mills of God grind slowly, yet they grind exceeding small; Though with patience He stands waiting, with exactness grinds He all.” Friedrich von Logau