It strains credulity to imagine the Clintons – Bill and
Hillary, who was Bill’s co-president for eight years – as victims, and yet
there it is.
James Carville, for many years the Clinton’s back-yard
attack dog, really does think that FBI Director James Comey has victimized Mrs.
Clinton. After having declined to prosecute (persecute?) Mrs. Clinton for
having placed thousands of unsecured confidential emails on her private
unauthorized server, exposing America’s underwear to anonymous hackers, Mr.
Comey’s FBI team discovered thousands of additional unsecured emails while
rifling through Anthony Weiner’s hamper. Mr. Weiner, married to Huma Abedin,
Mrs. Clinton’s closest aide, was kicked to the cub by Ms. Abedin for sending
salacious emails to internet paramours.
It was Ms. Abedin’s habit to “’routinely forwarded emails from her state.gov account to either
her clintonemail.com or her yahoo.com account,’ the agents
wrote. Why? ‘So she could print them’ at home and not at her State Department
office.” Ms. Abedin was, agents have said, “the only person at DOS (Department
of State) to receive an email account on the (clintonemail.com) domain...”
Since a good many of Mrs. Clinton’s emails had been
destroyed, many after Mrs. Clinton had received from the U.S. Congress a
subpoena instructing her to preserve them for a future hearing, the FBI team
must have been pleasantly surprised to stumble upon a new cache of 600,000
emails. Mrs. Clinton was once a U.S. Senator from New York and, as such, was intimately
familiar during her tenure as Secretary of State with Congressional subpoenas.
As U.S. Senator, she also was well versed in the protocol relating to top
secret information. She decided to ignore all this and set up her own unsecured
server, and the rivers of difficulties that issued from her very nearly divine
arrogance are all traceable to her poor judgment.
Yet here she is stretched on a cross fashioned by Mr. Comey
– and, of course, the Russians – according to Mr. Carville. The rules of
victimology now require us to asperge her with pity, the political version of
holy water. But there is an insuperable problem: Mrs. Clinton is not a pitiable
creature, nor are her minions, some of whom are refuges from the Obama
administration, while others have long been associated with her. She is,
instead, ruthless, greedy, self-serving and lacking in pity for those of her
friendly political acquaintances who have taken bullets for her in the past.
Mrs. Clinton’s faithful body-tender, Huma Abedin, and her
Campaign Director, John Podesta, have both been much in the news lately.
Eventually, someone close to Mrs. Clinton will be pushed out of the campaign
boat into shark infested waters, a politically necessary media sacrifice that
will draw attention away from America’s answer to Lucretia Borgia. Some are
guessing it might be Mr. Podesta but, in a pinch, any warm body will do.
Almost two years ago, when America awoke to find Mrs.
Clinton was chatting with the world on a private unsecured server, Mr. Podesta
wrote to Cheryl Mills, Chief of Staff under Mrs. Clinton at the State
Department, “Not to sound like Lanny [Davis], but we are going to have to dump
all those emails so better to do so sooner than later,” to which Ms. Mills
replied, “Think you just got your new nick name.”
Ms. Mills later would be given immunity from prosecution by
Mr. Comey, after having turned over to FBI investigators her own computer (was
it wiped?) which later was destroyed by the FBI. Ms. Mills was given immunity,
as were others who might have been squeezed by the FBI for valuable
information. But Mr. Comey already had decided that a prosecution of Mrs.
Clinton could not successfully be pursued. Following his announcement that he
could not establish “intent,” the roof fell in. “Intent,” it was discovered,
was not necessary for prosecution, according to the relevant statutes. Mr.
Comey’s wife was badgering him; FBI agents were handing in their resignations;
walking through the hallways of the J. Edgar Hoover F.B.I. Building in
Washington DC, Comey was snubbed by underlings; the ghost of J. Edgar was
laughing behind his back.
And then 600,000 emails fell like mana from Heaven.
Mr. Carville is a hard-boiled political operative, a survivor
of the Clinton’s bruising internecine battles. So, he is lost to sound sense.
But one finds, even among journalists for whom a Trump Presidency is regarded
as a disaster, a sense that although Trump is wrong about pretty much
everything, he is right about the Clintons – a couple of crooks, those two.
Presently, we are advised by Britain’s Daily Mail,
there are no fewer than “five investigations underway involving Anthony Weiner, Huma Abedin's estranged
husband sexting a 15-year-old; the handling of classified material by Clinton
and her staff on her private email server; questions over whether the Clinton
Foundation was used as a front for influence-peddling; whether the Virginia
governor broke laws about foreign donations; and whether Hillary's Campaign Chairman's brother did the same.”
Comments