The idea of losing Hillary has seemed especially unbearable at this political moment. It’s as if she has become, literally, the ship of state. She stands for maturity, tenacity, and self-discipline at a time when everyone else in Washington seems to be, in more senses than one, going off a cliff—a parade of bickering, blustering, small-balled hacks bollixing up the nation’s business. She’s a caring executive too, and that takes its own emotional toll. What a disgrace that John Bolton and his goaty Republican ilk accused Her Magnificence of inventing a concussion to get out of testifying at the Benghazi hearings. Bolton is not fit to wipe her floor with his mustache.
Bill Clinton, talking about the need to financially empower wives and mothers in regressive countries, once remarked that women have “the responsibility gene.” No one has that gene more markedly than his wife. Her determination to defy fatigue and keep going beggars belief. On the eve of Thanksgiving, for instance, just when she’s about to wind up a trip with Obama to Cambodia and yearning to dive under a duvet in Chappaqua, the president sends her off instead to Jerusalem, Ramallah, and Cairo to arm-wrestle a Gaza ceasefire—which she duly delivers.
It’s not just Washington’s antics that make us value Hillary the Stoic more than ever. …
Etc. Who’s “us”?
No disrespect to the Secretary of State (may she fully recover), but has Tina Brown been so traumatized by Sully’s jumping ship that she’s lost her mind? As a reader writes, “Imagine the outcry if Roger Ailes had written something like this about W circa 2003? Amazing.”
When Hillary officially retires, maybe Tina can squander millions of Barry Diller’s money hiring her as a Daily Beast columnist.