Quadraphreniac Diplomacy -The Nuclear Option = Hillary and Barry and Bill and Michelle

Come to my woman's breasts,
And take my milk for gall, you murdering ministers....
-- ***

Post-election ego-fluffing opportunities abound on the Barack Talk Express. Today's tidbit is the floater that Hillary's large experience shall be tapped to become the Secretary of State.

O, wonder!
How many goodly creatures are there here!
How beauteous mankind is! O brave new world,
That has such people in't!
-- ***

Still, if Hill's got the fix in with the Big O, she'd better get the fix that'll fix her and have her hubby named Ambassador to the UN.

That way they can travel to exciting places and bracket our enemies with Clinton blather in stereo. Security concerns would require they fly separate planes and stay in separate hotels so the appointments won't threaten the marriage.

I should kill thee with much cherishing.
Good night, good night! parting is such
sweet sorrow,
That I shall say good night till it be morrow.
-- ***

Tack onto the trifecta of the orotund O and his globe-trotting Clintons a fabulous new earth-embracing role for our new and now-proud First Lady Michelle, and we are starting to see the shape of diplomacy to come. I can hear these Coasters now:

Don't you give us no dirty looks.
Your father's stiff, he knows what cooks.
Just tell your hoodlum friend outside
You ain't got time to take a ride
Yakety yak. Don't talk back.
-- ***

Hillary and Barry and Bill and Michelle. Imagine yourself as some 3rd-world dictator (who just wants one teeny-tiny thermonuclear weapon) confronted by that tag-team. You'd surrender the pink (and the yellowcake) in a nanosecond just to avoid bleeding to death through the ears.

Posted by Vanderleun at November 14, 2008 8:01 PM