You also can’t blame a bottom-feeding former secret service agent for trying to get his grubby hands on a little of that wingnut lucre. After all, one of the most famous of the Clinton hating “tell-all” best sellers of the 1990s was written by
a former FBI agent named Gary Aldrich whose tales of Clinton depravity and decadence in his book “Unlimited Access”
caused a sensation and made him a conservative media superstar. Perhaps the most famous of his “revelations” was the story of the Clintons’ White House Christmas tree decorations:
Some of the ornaments were silly and some were dangerous, like the crack pipes hung on a string. We couldn't figure out what crack pipes had to do with Christmas no matter how hard we tried, so we threw them back in the box. Some ornaments were constructed out of various drug paraphernalia, like syringes, heroin spoons, or roach clips, which are colorful devices sometimes adorned with bird feathers and used to hold marijuana joints...
I picked up another ornament that was supposed to illustrate five golden rings. One of the male florist volunteers grabbed my arm and laughed and laughed.
"What's so funny? What are you laughing at?"
"Don't you know what you're holding?"
No, I didn't, but he was happy to explain it to me: the golden rings I was holding were sex toys known as "cock rings"--and they had nothing to do with chickens.
Another mystery ornament was the gingerbread man. How did he fit into The Twelve Days of Christmas? Then I got it. There were five small, gold rings I hadn't seen at first: one in his ear, one in his nose, one through his nipple, one through his belly button, and, of course, the ever-popular cock ring...
Here was another five golden rings ornament--five gold-wrapped condoms. I threw it in the trash. There were other condom ornaments, some still in the wrapper, some not. Two sets had been "blown" into balloons and tied to small trees. I wasn't sure what the connection was to The Twelve Days of Christmas. Condoms in a pear tree?
The male white house “florist” filling him on cock rings was a nice touch. Texas activist "Doc Marquis," wrote
a long dissertation about this whole cock ring, crack pipe and condom ornament scandal as "proof positive that Hillary Clinton is a power, practicing witch." Plenty of people believed him.
This is the Hillary Clinton as Lady MacBeth in the febrile imaginations of the right wing heart of darkness: a malevolent, shrieking harpy who treated everyone around her with violent contempt, forcing poor old Bill to coddle and calm her. The man had no choice but to stray --- after all he was living with a madwoman. (Go to a Trump rally and
you’ll find plenty of swag featuring that swill today.)
And now Clinton’s rival for the presidency is apparently
devouring every crazed right wing conspiracy he can find. This article by Jonathan Martin of the New York Times surveyed his various connections to conspiracy theorists and right wing cranks. He writes:
With Mr. Trump as the Republican standard-bearer, the line separating the conservative mischief makers and the party’s more buttoned-up cadre of elected officials and aides has been obliterated. Fusing what had been two separate but symbiotic forces, Mr. Trump has begun a real-life political science experiment: What happens when a major party’s nominee is more provocateur than politician?
His speech today will certainly be provocative. Whether he rolls around in this personal dirt remains to be seen. But he’s a tabloid kind of guy with a taste for character assassination and you can bet that he’ll find ways to “share” these ludicrous stories at some point. He can’t help himself.
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