Read other letters about this article
I'm voting for a grownup. I'm voting for Hillary Clinton.
That reminds me of another clever little ditty: The grownups are in charge. Remember that one from the early days of GWB's ascension? Ahhh, good times.
Of course, grownups thoroughly enjoy the company of other grownups, which must be why HRC and her fellow Senators provided such courageous leadership to bravely assist The Unitary Executive in ushering thousands of Americans to their deaths (who cares? they're all volunteers!) - to say nothing of the Iraqi casualties who had the audacity to live and work and raise their families in the cross hairs of the American Empire. Unfortunate, yes, but it's all so very understandable. They had good intentions, and Hillary's were the purest of 'em. Blood for careerism? What a vulgar suggestion. She should get a prize just for the countless improvements she's helped to bring about for all those secular, educated women of Iraq - even if they are working in Syria and Jordan and elsewhere as prositutes now. Hey, who knew? Freedom and democracy, George W. Bush style!
And that's not even counting what she's done for the home team. Her admirable diligence in thwarting the surveillance state. Saving the nation from predatory lenders. Things of that nature.
Yeah, she's a real humanitarian, that Hillary Clinton. And one hell of a grownup.
Be real proud when you cast that vote. And wash your hands when you get home. Good luck getting the spot out.