Why is this woman not an
episode of “Criminal Minds”?
by David Benjamin
“Hill’ry Clinton took an ax, and gave Vince Foster forty whacks.
“When she saw what she had done, she gave Chris Stevens forty-one.”
— Popular children’s rhyme
MADISON,
Wis. — The latest kerfuffle over Donald Trump’s ambiguous call for
“Second Amendment people” to take up arms and blow Hillary Clinton’s
brains out pales in comparison to the bloodsoaked trail of homicides
directly connected — on popular trollsites all over cyberAmerica — to
Mrs. Clinton herself.
I was unaware of Hillary’s 20-year killing
spree ’til informed by a stepbrother who will remain anonymous for his
own protection. He revealed that the combined Bill and Hillary body
count — witnesses executed to prevent them exposing the staggering
vastness of the Clintons’ criminal empire — is 147 victims.
Actually, according to newshounds at “Government Slaves,”
the body count consensus is 47, from Whitewater dupe Jim McDougal to
Todd McKeehan, one of 12 Clinton bodyguards who were iced because they’d
seen too much.
(Warning to Hillary’s Secret Service detail: Watch your back, boys!)
My
stepbrother’s overestimate — by 100 bodies — seems hyperbolic until you
realize that when your perp has already gotten away with 47 known
murders, dozens more corpses are probably lying somewhere in shallow
graves being gnawed by raccoons and coyotes. Indeed, at “What Really Happened,”
you can read heart-rending thumbnails of 117 innocents liquidated
ruthlessly by the Clinton murder machine. The victims include John F.
Kennedy, Jr. and former Commerce Secretary Ron Brown, both shot down
surreptitiously by CIA jet-fighters under Bill and Hillary’s direct
command. Also among the slain, ironically, is former CIA director Bill
Colby, snatched from a canoe and drowned, probably because of his
knowledge of the Clintons’ jet-fighter hit squad.
As one anonymous (who could blame him?) journalist for The Political Insider
has warned: “The Clinton body count is massive and growing. Hillary
Clinton will stop at nothing to become President, and death seems to
follow her everywhere…”
Among grislier examples of what Hill and
Bill have done to cover their outrages was the fate of White House
ex-intern Mary Mahoney, murdered in an apparent “robbery” at a
Georgetown Starbucks. Some $4,000 was left behind by the so-called
robber, who pumped five bullets into Mary while also killing two
witnesses. This massacre followed news reports about “M,” a “former
White House staffer” poised to expose the Clintons’ sexual shenanigans
at 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue.
Inevitably, these documented cases
of Hillary’s career as probably the most prolific serial murderer in
human history, have doubters. The fact-check website, Snopes,
has painstakingly disputed every alleged Clinton homicide. In the
Mahoney case, described by police as a botched robbery, Snopes explains,
“The putative reason offered for Mahoney’s slaying, that she was about
to testify about sexual harrassment in the White House, was a lie… We
all know now… that the ‘staffer’ referred to was Monica Lewinsky, not
Mary Mahoney. The conspiracy buffs maintained that White House hit men
rushed out, willy-nilly, and gunned down the first female ex-intern they
could find whose name began with ‘M.’…”
In examining all of
Hillary’s atrocities, Establishment stooges like Snopes dwell on the
overwhelming lack of evidence that either Bill or Hillary had any
connection to these deaths and had no credible motive to snuff these 47,
or 90, or 117 people. Fact-checkers also note that most of these
“victims” weren’t really “killed.” Many died of purported heart attacks
and other “natural” causes. Several were judged to be “suicides.”
Finally, the fact-nerds report that no law enforcement organization has
found grounds to charge, arrest, accuse, investigate or even suspect the
Clintons of engineering this immense campaign of human slaughter.
But,
of course, this extraordinary vacuum of evidence is the most damning
proof that these two soulless sociopaths are, indeed, direct descendants
of Jack the Ripper. Everyone knows that the genius of any power-driven,
officially conceived conspiracy— like the phony moon landing in 1969 —
is the conspirators’ attention to cleaning up after themselves, never
leaving behind the tiniest shred of evidence. And then, of course,
killing anybody who knows anything. The absolute proof of a vast evil
conspiracy is that no proof remains, and every cadaver is clean as a
whistle.
In the words of Yossarian, “That's some catch, that Catch-22.”
Fortunately,
America now has a presidential nominee who grasps the diabolical menace
of these conspiracies and the true colors of their mastermind, Hillary
Clinton. Donald Trump has already exposed numerous conspiracies — the
Nairobi plot to put a Muslim terrorist in the White House, the Chinese
climate-change hoax, the New Jersey Muslim rooftop celebration on 9/11,
the airplane full of money for Iran. Before Trump, these scandalous
revelations were available only via Internet on the Right-Wing
Chain-Letter Network. Now, they have a fearless spokesman.
In my
case, whenever Trump unearths another plot — usually implicating the
Bitch of Little Rock — I get nostalgic for the Sixties.
In those
days, the Left had the corner on conspiracy theories, including the one
where J. Edgar Hoover put out contracts on the entire Kennedy family,
including Rose. Liberals were the guys who could explain the Bay of
Pigs, the Gulf of Tonkin, the secret war in Laos, the overthrows of
Mosaddegh in Iran, Arbenz in Guatemala, Allende in Chile and even
Batista in Cuba — not to mention the sweat on Tricky Dick’s upper lip.
Liberalism
used to be the panic room for the lunatic fringe. But our last good
conspiracy theory was the one where Karl Rove crashed the airplanes of
Mel Carnahan and Paul Wellstone. And this stuff got no traction at all.
We lost our touch. Nowadays all the really paranoid suspicions and dark
delusions are the intellectual property of the Right, and Donald Trump
is the patent-holder.
Fittingly.
Fear and loathing might
be a creepy job, but it’s as American as Mom, apple pie, burning crosses
and Tailgunner Joe. And somebody — ideally a self-important Bozo with
orange hair — has to do it!
Wednesday, August 10, 2016
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All right wise ass, I have sent your coordinates to HRC and you can expect a visit from the grim reaper. This is exactly what Vlad the Putain does, what Vlad the Impaler was known for and what GWB perfected, the ability to appear totally unconnected to the dead bodies in the freezer.
You have been warned.
PB
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