Watch Clinton fire up some lazy journalist on the BBC.
When he was President, he wasn’t my favorite. I always said that he was the first republican I had ever voted for. Boy, was I wrong.
He was the guy for the job, and I am prepared to admit that my halfhearted defenses of him were because I didn’t understand the game. (arguably, he didn’t at first, either.)
Now, I love seeing him on TV. I like knowing that it steams fuckers like Bob Novak that he gets treated like a rock star. Y’know what, you can hate Clinton all you want, but he owns TV, and if he was running for President in November, that randy bastard would win again. I know that fact makes Ann Coulter’s man-hands into man-fists, and it makes me happy.