Hillary–Wants to be our Champion? Excuse my LOL
Nobody’s Opinion
Wow. Is that just about the lamest coming out video ever made in history? Most of it was filled with happy looking single moms, one moving to a better school for her kid, gay men wanting to get married, a black couple who was pregnant with their first child, excuse me, but where were the men?
The white men? Nowhere. Sorry guys, she doesn’t give a hoot about you.
And look! Suddenly, Hillary has lost 60 pounds and no….no Photoshop here. And how about that “I want to be your champion.” ?
Please. Champions don’t leave good men in battle. She can’t even champion a decent lie about her email. 
But, let’s not talk about Hillary’s Cheerio coming out video, I think George Will summed her up beautifully:
An abscess of anger seems to gnaw at Hillary Clinton, but the reasons for her resentments remain unclear. The world’s oldest party, which governed the nation during two world wars and is the primary architect of America’s regulatory and redistributive state, is eager to give her its presidential nomination, in recognition of . . . what?
The party, adrift in identity politics, clings, as shipwrecked sailors do to floating debris, to this odd feminist heroine. Wafted into the upper reaches of American politics by stolid participation in her eventful marriage to a serial philanderer, her performance in governance has been defined by three failures.
Bingo. Hillary, like Barack Obama is a disaster, and the only thing she has going for her is to press the point that she should get the Presidency because it would be historical. And because she herself cannot be spouting that off too much, it’s really going to be up to Chelsea to get her mom elected. Right away, Chelsea managed a change of hair color, and new very slim figure (Photoshop is not just a favorite of mom) and Elle made her into the hippest chick on the block:
Here’s Chelsea: 
“We’ve made real progress on legal protections for women, but in no way are women at parity to men in our country in the workplace,” Chelsea told Elle. “And if we look in the political sphere, it is challenging to me that women comprising 20 percent of Congress is treated as a real success. Since when did 20 percent become the definition of equality?
“And so when you ask about the importance of having a woman president, absolutely it’s important, for, yes, symbolic reasons—symbols are important; it is important who and what we choose to elevate, and to celebrate. And one of our core values in this country is that we are the land of equal opportunity, but when equal hasn’t yet included gender, there is a fundamental challenge there that, I believe, having our first woman president—whenever that is—will help resolve.”
What nonsense. Vote for the Symbol? The real symbol of Hillary is corruption, deceit, conceit, ignorance, and communism. (Yeah, you go vote for that symbol.)
So, now we know. Chelsea has been groomed from the time she was a little kid for this precise moment in time: She’s younger, with all the plastic surgery, she looks better, and she speaks better than her mother.
Hillary can’t stay back in the shadows and make photo shopped videos’ forever. Someday, she will have to come out and debate.
The main problem we have is the fact that…half of the people work for the government, and most of them are democrats. They all got great pensions, giving to them by the democrats. Right now, they still have good health care…
And voting for Hillary just because she’s a women is the reason they will vote for her. They really don’t care about the rest of the country. THEY have great jobs.
Our liberal/Marxist run school system has done the job, of making a nation of uneducated voters.
I have a dear friend who turned to me the other day and said…
“So, are you going to vote for Hillary?”
You see? After everything I’ve said, she still thinks…it would just be so cool to vote for Hillary, because a woman, no matter who…would be a cool thing.”
Just shoot me.
No doubt she heard Hillary say that “Isn’t it time we had a woman President?”
I love here dearly, and I realized that she has not been listening to me…and I can’t get mad at her, I’ve known her all my life.
So, what do we do if half the country votes for Hillary ?
Conservatives take over the red states and start dropping out of the union.
Let her rule New York, Washington D.C., and California. Give us the middle of the country, and leave the rest of us alone. As my mother once suggested: We have the bread basket.
Hey, if Putin can do it in the bread basket of the Ukraine, why can’t we? Don’t worry New York: We’ll still feed ya’.
Ignorance and sound self-government could not exist together: the one destroyed the other. A despotic government could restrain its citizens and deprive the people of their liberties only while they were ignorant. — Thomas Jefferson
So America…how stupid are you?
Nobody Flashes: Reader’s Digest Jokes
Nobody Flashes
As promised, a day away from the gloom and doom of the world… and simply humor.
Here’s a few jokes out of that poor man’s bathroom entertainment, the Reader’s Digest:
(Thanks to RD)
Mortified doesn’t describe how Jane’s parents felt after meeting her boyfriend. He sported vile tattoos, swore and just had a hostile air about him.
After he left, the mother said, “Dear, he doesn’t seem like a very nice person.”
“Mom.” Jane said. “If he wasn’t nice, why would he be doing 500 hours of community service?” —American Legion Magazine.
Four guys are driving cross-country each from a different state: Idaho, Nebraska, Florida and New York. Shortly after the trip begins, the man from Idaho starts pulling potatoes from his bag and throwing them out the window.
“What the heck are you doing.” asks the man from Nebraska.
“We have so many of these things in Idaho, I’m sick of look at them!”
So the guy from Nebraska begins pulling ears of corn from his bag and throwing them out the windows.
So the Floridian ask, “What are you doing that for?”
“We have so many of these things in Nebraska, I’m sick of looking at them.”
Inspired, the man from Florida opens the car door and pushes the New Yorker out.
New arrivals at the Pearly Gates are comparing stories on how they died.
First woman: “I froze to death.”
Second woman: “I had a heart attack. I suspected my husband with cheating, so I came home early to catch him. I found him alone, but I was sure there was a woman there somewhere. I ran all over the house looking, from the attic to the basement, in every closet and under every bed. Finally I keeled over, dead.”
First woman: “Too bad you didn’t look in the freezer–we’d both still be alive.”
About
I am a nobody. If the different classes of America were color-coded, I would be in the yucky brown, one rung up from the bottom. I grew up in Naples, Florida and live near the Mississippi River now with my husband and two dogs. I am part of the slowly disappearing middle-class. I was a musician most of my life: drummer/singer/keyboards—but I retired before the plastic surgery flu hit. I have no degrees, which could be a good thing…depending on how you view our educational system. I do have three patents…but that really doesn’t make me a somebody. The one thing that is constant in my life is my OPINIONS, which i have more than perhaps even Carl Sagan could have imagined…mostly political. (yes…my ancestors were crabby buggers)
Hopefully other nobody’s will put their opinions on my site. But, if you happen to be a somebody, you’re more than welcomed to help out.
It’s my Nobody Opinion that Nobody’s Perfect, and Nobody Cares, that Nobody Knows why Nobody Wins, and when that happens, Nobody Wonders, why Nobody Flashes, why Nobody’s Fooled, but then Nobody remembers that Nobody ALWAYS Reports the truth.
You can email me at joyanna_adams@yahoo.com
Joyanna Adams
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