Most folks who have at one time or another seen their name on an honor roll know the puff of pride that experience engenders.  That pride is nothing compared to that to be claimed by those American citizens whose names should be inscribed on a monument on the National Mall for bearing the proud distinction of having been called a liar by Bill or Hillary Clinton, or more likely both, for relating the truth about their personal interactions with this truth-challenged pair.  Had I not heard that cynical old adage about knowing how a politician is lying – his lips are moving – long before I had heard of the Clintons, I would swear it had been specifically created and first used to describe that perfidious pair.  Ditto the far older truism: where there's smoke, there's fire. The Clinton Honor Roll has been in existence at least since 1969, when Eileen Wellstone, a student at Oxford, raised the charge of rape against Slick Willie, who of course claimed...(Read Full Post)