No, not that ox, the other one.
Remember when Hillary said she was named after a mountain man? OK, not just any mountain man, THE mountain man who climbed THE Mountain! I'm talking about Sir Edmund Hillary, as you know.
That's right, Hillary's parents didn't name her until she was four or five because they apparently decided long before to wait for someone to ascent Everest. Then, whoever that was, they'd call her Hillary.
No, I know that doesn't make sense – they'd name her after whoever got to the top first. But for the grace of God, we might know her today as Yeti.
Anyway, the other day down 'Bama way, Hill gave a screech… er… speech and in this one, she recounted how her youth was consumed with being King, Dr. Martin Luther, that is, and I'm sorry, she had a dream of being like the good Doctor.
Then she immediately went off and became a Goldwater Girl who was going to help nuke the planet and thwart the 1964 Voting Rights Act.
Bob Novak reports that as a commencement Speaker at Wellesley College in 1969 at the height of the Vietnam War, Hillary didn't even talk about it or civil rights, "…she talked about a demonstration in Founder's parking lot at the college that 'protested against the rigid academic distribution requirement' and supported 'a pass-fail system' and 'a say' in 'academic decision-making.'"
Then she got religion, probably about the time she married Bill, and the rest is history – and the single-minded pursuit of power – and socialism – and more power.- even if that meant pathetically defending her philandering husband to preserve her quest.
But she'll tell ya she only did it for America.
Me, I wouldn't endure that, even for America, but then I'm not likely to ever have a philandering husband
Besides, I was named after a bear, and the only King I ever pursued was Burger…