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September 12, 2016

It's not the collapse, it's the cover-up.

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So even after she collapsed, the campaign decided the ruse would continue.
It arranged for the candidate to make her curbside declaration of wellness, even bringing on the girl to give her a "spontaneous" hug. (Clinton's protection detail would never have permitted a genuinely spontaneous embrace on the street, even by a child.) Why did Hillary Clinton lie about her health?
In addition, what's she doing hugging a child while sick with pneumonia?

Posted by gerardvanderleun at September 12, 2016 7:51 AM. This is an entry on the sideblog of American Digest: Check it out.

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The Potemkin girl coming out to hug Hillary is literally Stalinist. See this image, for example.

Or just search for Stalin gets flowers.

Posted by: Donald Sensing at September 12, 2016 10:55 AM

"Why did Hillary Clinton lie about her health?"
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Is there a question in there somewhere?
Maybe the writer is being facetious.
For all of the 20+ I have known of this person I have always wondered, "Why all the lies?", and I have never received a satisfactory answer.

For me, next to murder, lying is the ultimate sin. It takes from me something that can never be replaced, my trust. I am not a forgiver and as far as I'm concerned you only get one chance to be a decent person. Ruin it, and I'm done with you. You may as well die as you are no longer part of this realm. Again, as far as I'm concerned.

These people, the Clintons, ruined it decades ago, never to be repaired, and they never even made the effort, such is their uncaring for others. Soulless criminals, always.

Posted by: ghostsniper at September 12, 2016 2:38 PM

Two words: BODY. DOUBLE.

Nobody recovers from a complete physical collapse as fast as that. NOBODY!

And SS procedures would never allow the true candidate to be alone and as fully exposed as the Body Double was, while strolling along the block in this little farce. Where was the nearest agent? Several feet way from her!

Finally, why would the SS allow disclosure of the location Chelsea's apt. ??? There is only one location of that store in the background, in NYC.

Posted by: Old Codger at September 13, 2016 9:28 AM

Imagine me and you, I do
I’m coughing at you day and night, but it’s alright
To spew my germs at you and take your life
So dying together.
If I should trip and fall, or hack a wad
And you say, “Granny, what the fuck? That’s kinda odd.”
I'll add you to my list of those who will be sod
So dying together
I can't see me drooling on no one but you
That’s what I’m like
When you're hacking baby my job will be through
As will my life.

etc and so forth

Posted by: Lance de Boyle at September 13, 2016 6:05 PM

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