Hillary is like an old whore who grants her favours to anyone who will say she is still beautiful, even though she has forgotten the last time any of the men who use her has actually said so. And now, in the throes of dementia, she just lies back and imagines her degraded existence is an affirmation of her desirability. And when the men who ravish her have determined that she is of no further use, she will be thrown away. In time, it will be forgotten that she ever existed.

"...old whore who grants her favours..."

Like throwin' a pickle down a hallway.

Secretariat's win at the 1973 Belmont has justly been described as the greatest performance in sports, ever. He shattered the record for a mile and a half by over two seconds. No one has come close since. From the point he broke Sham on the backstretch, no one gained an inch on him.

Stay dead.

Best documentary of Hillary I've seen. Never underestimate her undead followers-they're working on millions more "popular" votes and the bribing/threatening of electors to get the prize the were denied Nov 8. Jason Voorhees was easier to get rid of.

Watched all three races,Kentucky Derby,Preakness,Belmont,with my parents on TV in '73. He was such a pretty horse,it was like,well,he can't be THAT good,to win the Triple Crown. None had since '48,for pete's sake. The video does an admirable job of catching the moments,the expressions on the faces,at every pounding hoofbeat around the Belmont track. As he rounded that last curve and just turned his inner jets on,we were struck silent...this couldn't be happening. Mouths agape,we watched him simply run away from the rest of the field like he just loved running,racing away from those who thought they could catch him.They didn't. It remains the most phenomenal sporting event I've witnessed.

Please let sleeping dogs lie. Ouch! That's a straight line, isn't it? Hillary will be the name nobody left of center will ever speak again.

Just imagine, if she'd won, the make-up and drug bills we'd be paying for at the White House.

"Let him run!!"

I've watched the Secretariat clip a bazillion times before and after 11/8. It so perfectly sums up the Trump/Pence win. The crowd has a smattering of everyone in it: The sly guy with the hat (Sham's owner) who thinks it's in the bag, the guys on rail (the Never Trump) who will not believe he can beat Killery, the trainer who says "Because, I don't know why..", Trumpsters who knew all along it WAS in the bag (the owner and the second trainer). And best of all, "Oh Happy Day" (my favorite hymn of all time.)

Ghoulish, to be sure, but Bill and/or Hillary, either one, would be a good Dead Pool pick for 2017. They both look like Death eating a cracker.

Horses are pretty regular around these parts, everybody has a few in the front yard, along with cows, chickens, and various other things you'll never see in suburbia, so I am pretty familiar with them. Large mostly passive animals they are, and indeed they have unique personalities not unlike that of dogs, though a little more reserved.

Couple years ago I got the opportunity to hang out at a horse racing track and observe the horses there, in rest, play, and work. They ain't the same thing - like a whole nuther species.

People that haven't spent time with regular horses might not see the diff. Thoroughbreds are much more refined than everyday horses. They look diff, slimmer, longer legs, streamlined, and they (suffer) from ADHA, and act like they've drank 100 cups of high grade coffee. nervous, jittery, vying to break loose and just run, Run, RUN! In fact, it seems like they aren't fully occupied unless they are at a full gallop. They get bored easily.

We get used to seeing Corvettes lounging around, driving down the boulevards like all the other flotsam and rarely do we get to see the results of the shear terror that lurks just under the hood, when release happens and that which was designed long ago culminates in 2 wide black lines as far as the eye can see. Thus it is with the thoroughbreds, just below the surface in the hearts of the excellers, also lies the terror of the winner.

Standing next to the track as 6 of these powerful animals blow by is an experience not soon forgotten. The smell, the speed, the raw power, the pounding of the earth, the rooster tails that shower the onlookers - it takes a brave person to mount such an out of control, but slightly controlled, biological machine in full work mode.

The blinders keep them manageable for I think they might spar with each other if they could see them, but the driver must keep them focused on forward only.

When the gate opens and these amazing land animals approach at full speed it is not uncommon to step back away from the continuous explosion only to step back up as it passes and the wind blows your hair sideways. What a spectacle!

Back before the magic of engine computer controls, three way Lambda catalyst sensors, variable cam timing, adaptive intake manifold systems, etc...

The Holy Grail of engine builders used to be One Horsepower per Cubic Inch. That's not a stretch these days, but it used to be.

Thoroughbred Horses though, broke through the More than One Horsepower per Horse barrier, many decades ago.

And yes, Secretariat set the bar, and it's one I don't expect to ever see bested, at least not in my lifetime.

Ghost... you're right about the trackside awesomeness of the pack as they thunder by. I've had the pleasure of standing trackside at the Michigan 400, Indy Car race, and even those land-missiles screaming by at 235mph+, don't have the awe and majesty of the Thoroughbred.

I'm not even remotely close to being a "horse person", and I can appreciate every stride, every breath and every strain as they circle the track.

They're simply magnificent.

And back to the topic of the post? I'd not even compare Hitlery to the broom-tailed nags being herded through the final chute at the glue factory.

I have much more respect for those begotten horses, all in all.

Jim
Sunk New Dawn
Galveston, TX

Hillary.

I believe it.

Another goodie from the weekend:

https://pbs.twimg.com/media/Cxuk5bPXUAEc1Ch.jpg

Well, that answers the question on how we tell the kids that Trump won the election.