For all the tales you’ve heard about Hillary and Bubba, they’re actually simple folks with simple tastes. All they want is money.
Bubba likes the ladies, too, though he never pays much attention to them with their clothes on. The years cool ardor and blight opportunity, and even if good ol’ boy charm and boudoir magic have survived he may not be up for another championship season. But money, unlike sex, knows no season.
If the past is prologue, we shouldn’t be surprised by the revelations emerging in the newspapers. The Wall Street Journal reports that the Clinton Foundation has dropped its ban, self-imposed, on collecting money from foreign governments and is taking on boodle at an accelerating pace. The Journal says this raises “ethical questions” for skeptical folk as Hillary gets seriously to work assembling a presidential campaign.
Back home in Little Rock, where he was governor for almost forever (only Orval Faubus occupied the office longer), there were none of the usual gubernatorial scandals. He rarely pursued the petty temptations a governor is heir to, at least not with the passion of some predecessors. Mike Huckabee once described Arkansas as “a banana republic.” One former governor had a little insurance business and wrote fire and theft policies, with handsome premiums, on every concrete and steel bridge in the highway system.
But Hillary loves money just for being there. “She was the usual Yankee wife,” remembers someone who knew them in the Arkansas years. “She thrived on collecting dimes and nickels.” Her taste for dollars, first in the thousands and then the millions and now the billions, waxed with the passage of the years and the size of the opportunities.
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