What if they are blackmailed into following the agenda set for them by the predators-in-chief? We know that murder is just a stroll in the park to them. They could threaten to kill their loved ones. Except I'm not sure Bill Clinton has any loved ones.
I love Que Mala! It so fits her - I should clarify perhaps, I love the name for her, not her at all. I worked for government and am familiar with Que Malas - women whose sole competency is sucking up to powerful men in order to fuel their ambitions. I remember a Mayor's "assistant" for instance who had to be fired due to her drunk driving with friends in the (married) Mayor's car while he was out of town. He fired her into being the head of another city department. Then there was the one who dropped her kids off at the baby sitter and left them there. The only difference I see between this one and the ones I knew is the horrifying fact of how far she's gotten with her gift for manipulaiton.
I am a long-retired state agency employee, and Que Mala's ascendancy also triggered something close to déjà vu.
When I began working in a now long-extinct local unemployment office, my first line supervisor was "Jane Doe". Jane was an attractive, smartly dressed professional-looking woman. She looked impressively "supervisory", even regal, and claimants having difficulties with their claims sought her out because they were certain that she was "part of the solution".
In succeeding weeks, as I learned the job I discovered that Jane was erratic at best. Although we never seriously clashed, she also proved a bit temperamental-- not obvious when she presided over the line, always fashionably dressed and looking like competence personified.
I won't recapitulate twenty years of contact, but eventually I learned that she was a so-called "90-day wonder" who had been rapidly promoted. Still later, I learned the secret to her success: she had been romantically involved with our married Regional Director.
In 2000, our agency executed a major transformation and replaced in-person offices with call centers. Because there were many supervisors in our large region, and not so many slots in the call center chain of command, there was a lot of buzz about which supervisor would get the coveted Assistant Manager slot. We were stunned when Jane was chosen over much sharper knives in the drawer, although we shouldn't have been. The fix was in.
This year, when Que Mala emerged as the appointed candidate, my first thought was, "My God! I've been here before! They really mean to serve up the second coming of 'Jane Doe' to occupy the Oval Office Throne!" I'll spare you chapter-length details, but the parallels between "Jane" and Que Mala are astonishing, if appalling. 🤨
I believe you! Que Mala is a very distinct "type" found in civil service bureaucracies. The Manager of the (all-female, of course) secretarial office where I worked a very long time ago was the wife of the head of another department. I answered the phones and made it my business to learn the information that citizens wanted to know so I didn't need to pass on their calls. But whenever there was an emergency or a request came for a special report from the Mayor's Office, my Que Mala would take over the phones so that I could accomplish what she was unable to - her job. Needless to say, I was never promoted. The thought of this inept and opportunistic cliche becoming president is pretty scary, but then, so is Biden, Obama was/is a snake and Bush Jr. missed a fulfilling career as a McDonald's Manager had he not been the son of the lizard, Bush Sr.
I did watch that manly ad, and it was painfully cringy; I could barely make it to the end. I'm not voting for either candidate, but I have to admire the Ds for being the best at unconscious self-parody.
There is an obvious difference between the two pictures: Walz was supposedly hunting pheasants, while Elmer Fudd was hunting wabbits. But neither was successful, so they have that in common.
That video of Clinton is the perfect example of what happens when you sell your soul to Satan. Have you seen recent pictures of O'bomber?
Yes, he is looking OLD AND ROUGH, as well. He's younger than me.
What if they are blackmailed into following the agenda set for them by the predators-in-chief? We know that murder is just a stroll in the park to them. They could threaten to kill their loved ones. Except I'm not sure Bill Clinton has any loved ones.
I think in many cases that's true.
I'm sure. But the Clintons look like two people who willingly sold their souls along time since.
Vince Foster would agree with you
I am working on a screenplay for a zombie film: Hunter Walz meets Hunter Biden. All funding offers considered.
I'd watch that
🤣😂😃
I love Que Mala! It so fits her - I should clarify perhaps, I love the name for her, not her at all. I worked for government and am familiar with Que Malas - women whose sole competency is sucking up to powerful men in order to fuel their ambitions. I remember a Mayor's "assistant" for instance who had to be fired due to her drunk driving with friends in the (married) Mayor's car while he was out of town. He fired her into being the head of another city department. Then there was the one who dropped her kids off at the baby sitter and left them there. The only difference I see between this one and the ones I knew is the horrifying fact of how far she's gotten with her gift for manipulaiton.
Like Fauci, she was just in the right place at the right time. She has no special gifts in any department.
I am a long-retired state agency employee, and Que Mala's ascendancy also triggered something close to déjà vu.
When I began working in a now long-extinct local unemployment office, my first line supervisor was "Jane Doe". Jane was an attractive, smartly dressed professional-looking woman. She looked impressively "supervisory", even regal, and claimants having difficulties with their claims sought her out because they were certain that she was "part of the solution".
In succeeding weeks, as I learned the job I discovered that Jane was erratic at best. Although we never seriously clashed, she also proved a bit temperamental-- not obvious when she presided over the line, always fashionably dressed and looking like competence personified.
I won't recapitulate twenty years of contact, but eventually I learned that she was a so-called "90-day wonder" who had been rapidly promoted. Still later, I learned the secret to her success: she had been romantically involved with our married Regional Director.
In 2000, our agency executed a major transformation and replaced in-person offices with call centers. Because there were many supervisors in our large region, and not so many slots in the call center chain of command, there was a lot of buzz about which supervisor would get the coveted Assistant Manager slot. We were stunned when Jane was chosen over much sharper knives in the drawer, although we shouldn't have been. The fix was in.
This year, when Que Mala emerged as the appointed candidate, my first thought was, "My God! I've been here before! They really mean to serve up the second coming of 'Jane Doe' to occupy the Oval Office Throne!" I'll spare you chapter-length details, but the parallels between "Jane" and Que Mala are astonishing, if appalling. 🤨
I guess the next thing the democrats will need is a political ad explaining what a woman is.
Ha! If they only knew that answer.
😅
I believe you! Que Mala is a very distinct "type" found in civil service bureaucracies. The Manager of the (all-female, of course) secretarial office where I worked a very long time ago was the wife of the head of another department. I answered the phones and made it my business to learn the information that citizens wanted to know so I didn't need to pass on their calls. But whenever there was an emergency or a request came for a special report from the Mayor's Office, my Que Mala would take over the phones so that I could accomplish what she was unable to - her job. Needless to say, I was never promoted. The thought of this inept and opportunistic cliche becoming president is pretty scary, but then, so is Biden, Obama was/is a snake and Bush Jr. missed a fulfilling career as a McDonald's Manager had he not been the son of the lizard, Bush Sr.
🤣😂😃😅😄🤤 Jesus Mary and Joseph you guys are cracking me up!
Where's Hilarity Rotten Clintoon???
I call her hitlery kkklinton
Or.....
The KKK were amateurs compared to the Klintons, and as Insane as Herr Hitler's ProgreSSives.
Harmeet Dhillon totally eviscerates Que Mala in this Tucker Carlson podcast.
https://open.spotify.com/episode/2zkJ5Uhu3yrM9uXEGAOLCA?si=x34NDXcORQWK35iM_HhgtA&t=7238
Good job Cindy. I am with you on this.
Thanks!
I did watch that manly ad, and it was painfully cringy; I could barely make it to the end. I'm not voting for either candidate, but I have to admire the Ds for being the best at unconscious self-parody.
There is an obvious difference between the two pictures: Walz was supposedly hunting pheasants, while Elmer Fudd was hunting wabbits. But neither was successful, so they have that in common.
Great points!!;
Dear God that ad is hilarious 😂😆! For fucks sake!😆😂🤣