Hillary Clinton and Alicia Machado: Sisterhood of the travelling getaway car

Democrats have been high-fiving and deliriously jiving since their candidate introduced the voluptuous Venezuelan vigilante upon Donald Trump during Monday night’s debate.  The Dems would have you believe that this luscious Latina was used and abused by that cruel capitalist in a manner that should totally disqualify him from ever serving as president.  Apparently as her boss, a business owner who hired her and signed her to a contract that required her to maintain her lovely person in a physical state so as to be able to gracefully and gorgeously represent the public persona of Miss Universe, her mean old plantation master castigated the poor, pretty thing for ignoring those specific terms of her contract and becoming a very non-contractual fatty.

That mean old boss, an investor who’d devoted millions of dollars to a business enterprise only to see it fall on its (her) fat face, was not happy with his increasingly large charge and expressed his disappointment with some really mean words that by now have surely been banned by the thought speech movement.  He actually referred to his glamorous grub grazer as Miss Piggy, which currently has liberal panties in spiraling, knotted twists from Berkeley to Boston.  Why, how could he be so crass, so cold, so unfeeling toward the sensitive emotions of this tender tendering of Latina loveliness?

Uh, well, since Monday night’s sucker-punching by Hillary and NBC’s Lester Holt, a good deal of information has emerged about the gorgeous gastronomic gorger that would lead us to believe that once again the Democrats have somehow managed to step on their minimally depending appendages by bringing forth a witness so quickly and easily impeached by her extensively sleazy and even murderously criminal background.  Just Google Alicia Machado and do a little searching through all those hits, and you’ll quickly see that this Trump accuser is a very suspect source of anything approaching truthful.  Her intimate relationship with a Mexican drug cartel leader that reportedly yielded a child should make anyone question her judgment, but it’s her defiant defense of that relationship and other aberrant behaviors that should ban her forever from serving as a credible witness in any legal proceeding and most certainly in an American presidential election.

But if you still have questions about the young woman’s judgment, perhaps her reported live sex fling on a Spanish reality television show could move your thinking along.

But I think I know why Hillary may feel a common bond with this gangster bimbo.  Alicia, you see, was accused of driving a getaway car for her gangster boyfriend in a killing in Venezuela but escaped prosecution for lack of witnesses.  Don’t you think Hillary must admire Alicia for that?  After all, in a symbolic sense, isn’t that what Hillary Clinton has always done for Bill in all his extensive history of sexual predation: drive his getaway car?

Democrats have been high-fiving and deliriously jiving since their candidate introduced the voluptuous Venezuelan vigilante upon Donald Trump during Monday night’s debate.  The Dems would have you believe that this luscious Latina was used and abused by that cruel capitalist in a manner that should totally disqualify him from ever serving as president.  Apparently as her boss, a business owner who hired her and signed her to a contract that required her to maintain her lovely person in a physical state so as to be able to gracefully and gorgeously represent the public persona of Miss Universe, her mean old plantation master castigated the poor, pretty thing for ignoring those specific terms of her contract and becoming a very non-contractual fatty.

That mean old boss, an investor who’d devoted millions of dollars to a business enterprise only to see it fall on its (her) fat face, was not happy with his increasingly large charge and expressed his disappointment with some really mean words that by now have surely been banned by the thought speech movement.  He actually referred to his glamorous grub grazer as Miss Piggy, which currently has liberal panties in spiraling, knotted twists from Berkeley to Boston.  Why, how could he be so crass, so cold, so unfeeling toward the sensitive emotions of this tender tendering of Latina loveliness?

Uh, well, since Monday night’s sucker-punching by Hillary and NBC’s Lester Holt, a good deal of information has emerged about the gorgeous gastronomic gorger that would lead us to believe that once again the Democrats have somehow managed to step on their minimally depending appendages by bringing forth a witness so quickly and easily impeached by her extensively sleazy and even murderously criminal background.  Just Google Alicia Machado and do a little searching through all those hits, and you’ll quickly see that this Trump accuser is a very suspect source of anything approaching truthful.  Her intimate relationship with a Mexican drug cartel leader that reportedly yielded a child should make anyone question her judgment, but it’s her defiant defense of that relationship and other aberrant behaviors that should ban her forever from serving as a credible witness in any legal proceeding and most certainly in an American presidential election.

But if you still have questions about the young woman’s judgment, perhaps her reported live sex fling on a Spanish reality television show could move your thinking along.

But I think I know why Hillary may feel a common bond with this gangster bimbo.  Alicia, you see, was accused of driving a getaway car for her gangster boyfriend in a killing in Venezuela but escaped prosecution for lack of witnesses.  Don’t you think Hillary must admire Alicia for that?  After all, in a symbolic sense, isn’t that what Hillary Clinton has always done for Bill in all his extensive history of sexual predation: drive his getaway car?