Al Gore

Spent time with Al Gore today in Florida.

Wow – can I pick them or what? I knew I should have refused to have him come and help the campaign. I was just too tired to argue.

After the rally he asked me for a “chakra release.” Actually, he asked me to get one of my advisors to give him a “chakra release.”

I didn’t really know what he was talking about but it didn’t sound like something good. I found out later, it’s his thing. And, it’s gross. He was asking for happy ending. Dirty old man. Yuck.

Some men are pigs. I would know, I’m married to one of them. Yeah, can really pick them. I hope Creepy Kaine doesn’t have some closet weird fetish that comes out in the news….or women buried in his back yard. That would be a real bummer for my campaign.

More later.

 

Millennials Again

It really doesn’t matter what my idiot advisors say anymore, I’m crushing The Donald. So even if they propose a stupid idea like sending Al Gore out to connect with Millennials – it’s fine.

Wait. Al Gore to connect with millennials? Could we not find anyone older or more out of touch? People get on me for how I’ve aged and how out of touch I am. Gore? His face is more bloated that the corrupt government. That’s funny – The Donald should use that.

No, seriously. There is not one self-respecting millennial voting for me. I screwed Bernie. I love Wall Street. I’m the type of corruption they want OUT of Washington.

Also, anyone that cares about climate change will use their vote, their voice and vote for Jill Stein.

Not that it matters what what I say or do anymore. Prop me up on stage, let me say 100 different ways “I’m not him.” And, we are good.

Keep hearing about Ronald Reagan being down 12 points at this point in the election and winning. Keep hearing about Brexit. Fantasies only. Surely couldn’t happen here.

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US Flag

I wonder why no one has made a big deal about me not wearing the flag pin in either debate?

I made a conscious decision to not wear it – my own kind of BLM protest and no one has even asked me.

It’s really because I think America should get off its high horse and be more globally minded. I’m not a huge believer in having kids say the “Pledge of Allegiance.” I think love of America and thinking we are best is not polically correct. I don’t want leaders from other countries watching me while I’m wearing the pin and thinking it means I am totally for America and  everything it has stood for and our constitution as it stands. We should be more flexible and understand the changing times. The constitution was written long ago. We should see if it still fits us.

I applaud giving Iran $1.7 billion in CASH while our inner cities are being destroyed and our education system is tanking. It was the right thing to do.

Obama went on his “Apology Tour” and I think he did the right thing with that as well. I think telling Saudi Arabia the way they treat women is wrong is not the correct thing to do. It’s their country and I like them writing me checks – so who cares if they let women drive or not? Who cares if Iran and the Saudi financially and otherwise support terrorists. People are more likely to be hit by lightening than killed by a terrorist. It’s ridiculous. ISIS not going to do anything too bad in our country – a few people dead here or there. Everyone has to die sometime.

I’m with me. Oh, sure my “public” voice says I’ll work for all people. And, The Donald said I’m a fighter – but what I fight for most is myself. The proof is in the pudding as I always say. Or, government is an ugly business like making sausages – you don’t want to see how it’s done.

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Detroit

Oh Lord. Detroit. Gotta be the worst Godforsaken place on Earth. Really just sad what has happened to this city.

Malcolm X has a great speech where he calls black voters “Chumps” because they vote for the Democrats time and time again and the Democrats pick them last every time when it comes down to helping the communities in which they live.

No place is it more apparent than the streets of Detroit. These losers just keep losing. With their elected Democrats sitting fat and happy. Well, South Side of Chicago pretty bad, too, but I digress.

Detroit. I’m happy the press is so great to me. The public hated me in the debate last night, my own advisors said I did “ok” but the press said I killed Trump. Just amazing day today, nothing could bring me down.

Well, except having to be in this city. At least a few hundred people came without us paying them. Well, I think the Union workers that showed up were getting paid. But, they made the crowd bigger. So, that’s good.

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Melania Pantsuit

Don’t like getting beat by Trump. But worst part of the night really was Melania. She wore a pantsuit. I just can’t get that bright pink pantsuit out of my head. Pink? Magenta? Pantsuits are my thing.

And she looked great in the pantsuit. Beautiful. Ugggh.

No one looks good in a pantsuit. I wear them all the time, I know they don’t look great, but it’s my thing.

Bitch.

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Debate Exhaustion

Too tired to do much. 90 minutes seemed like 90 hours.

Hope our big plan of fake people we have coming forward to say they were abused by Trump works out well tomorrow…. Will see. Too tired to figure it out or discuss it now.

I can’t believe I just got Trumped by Trump. He was masterful. And Bill and his group of bimbos…..just tough. Too tough. The Presidency is easier though, I’m sure. But, certainly, even after resting 5 days…that was too much for me.

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Maya Angelou

So excited to practice my favorite quote and know I can use it tonight

“When someone shows you who they are, believe them the first time.”

but she also said

“…one of the greatest gifts you can give yourself, to forgive. Forgive everybody.”

I will make sure and not say the second one. Doesn’t work for my narrative.

Still trying to keep my voice “caring” — not as easy as it sounds.

More later…

Donald and Women

Crap, I don’t know how to change the title now that I put it. I meant to write Bill Clinton and women.

Ok, I swear last note before debate. Need to stay focused. Just another dream/nightmare I need to jot down and get out of my system……

Press got ahold of Chelsea apparently after she watched the leaked 2005 Trump video and asked,

“Chelsea, what do you think of the way Trump treats women?”

And she said,

“Probably better to ask my Mom how my Dad treats women. Trump was TALKING/JOKING about groping and grabbing?! That’s nothing compared to the lewd ACTIONS of good old slick Willy – my dear sweet daddy. Constant and sickening ACTIONS throughout their entire marriage.”

Nightmare.

I still keep thinking about the Assange bomb coming.  Our side has some more bombs to drop, though.

Waiting for Monday after the debate for next one. And one planned Tuesday. That way if I lose the debate, the media will have something else horrible about The Donald to report on. Almost makes me salivate.

More later. Well, after WWIII (the debate) ….

BLM

Probably will never use any of this in my memoirs, but back to needing some cathartic avenue to get things off my chest without saying them to anyone …

Where was Black Lives Matter when four black officers were killed in line of duty last week?

It’s truthfully sick when an innocent person is killed by anyone. And, tragic when they are killed by officers of the law, sworn to protecting citizens.

But, still. The Black Lives Matter movement – are they just anti-police? Are they not really for “Black Lives?” I understand I can’t say this out loud. Ever. But, South Side of Chicago? Hello. The Donald called it a war zone and I acted very offended and added my “how racist” comment. But, really, kids are being shot on their porch, moms killed walking kids to school…. sickening.

Four BLACK officers killed in one week.  Shouldn’t BLM be outraged?

No?

Just anti-police then? Sad. Because truly I believe what I said when I first heard about Black Lives Matters – All Lives Matter.

I’m ok with the divisiveness – like what do I care? Legitimately doesn’t affect me one way or another: I need the black vote so I’m pro BLM. Privately, I don’t care. Why would I? After they vote? What could they possibly do for me then? It’s not like I’ve really tried to help blacks once in office. I’m against magnet schools and vouchers which could help black community. After all, education is the equalizer. Or women either, really. I have never really tried to work for equal pay for women. Sure, I talked a good game. But reality? When I was in the Senate, the women that worked for me were paid 72 cents for each dollar paid men. And, good thing the Clinton Foundation pay is not public. Same stuff.

In reality. I’m a talker, not a doer. Like Benghazi – it was really my lack of action that was the problem. Not what I did. The problem was what I didn’t do.

What kind of tangent am I on? Just a cathartic ramble. Getting the nerves out before the big debate.

Probably not a good idea to stay too long on the computer.

Last random thought. Still hate Kaine. I’m trying to get over that, but so hard. Looking at him irritates me. Deep breath.

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Debating Trump

I’ve rested. I’ve worked on my favorite lines – trying to say them with sincerity and look into the camera:

Trump has no plans

trumped up trickle down economics

he hates our military and says he knows more than the generals

a man you can bait with a tweet shouldn’t have the nuclear codes

he calls women dogs, pigs

he treats women like pieces of meat – objects

he loves Putin

he hates old people, sick people, fat people (ha – he hates me!)

he won’t release his taxes – he pays no taxes so he -hates military, education, police

 

Barring a MIRACLE, I could shoot someone on national TV at the debate and I still win. As long as I’m attacking him, as long as I don’t have to try and talk about my plans. Because truly, I realize I sound pretty robotic when I talk about my future plans – because it’s all just memorized drivel … so I’m trying to avoid that. Answer question quick, then pivot to attacking The Donald.

Just so happy. Bring on The Donald. I’m not even afraid of what else Assange has on me. Well, – little nervous. But if he had something – wouldn’t he have already dumped it?

More later.