Hillary Men

So, this is apparently real. “Hillary Men.” Try to say that out loud without snickering.

I mean seriously.   Hillary Men.  If you read any of their stuff (which I’m not advising), it’s like overhearing the two most socially inept guys in High School who have decided the girl of their dreams must be defended from all the meanies in the world who dare to keep mentioning what an awful person she is.  You can picture it, right?  Two pimply-faced guys at a cafeteria table in deadly serious discussions about how to uphold her honor.

Then,too, the term “Hillary Men” makes me keep imagining things like:
“Which Hill do you want to die on, son?”
“Anti-Gay Marriage Hill, sir.”
“Sorry, son, that Hill has been conveniently forgotten.”
“Is the ‘It’s good to invade Iraq’ Hill still there?”
“That one has been lost to the sands of time, kid.”
“Gosh, Sarge, which Hill is left?
“Whichever one will get her the nomination, kid.”


Note, too, these yutzes don’t have a place for anyone to comment.  It’s almost like they don’t have the stones to, you know, face any competing facts.


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