[Spectator.uk] Bill and Hillary Clinton are not unlike Lord and Lady Macbeth. For the better part of twenty-five years these two sociopathic liars have tainted everything they touched, going back to Travelgate, Whitewatergate and covering-up Bill’s sexual improprieties. Perhaps the title of Christopher Hitchens’ 1999 opus ‐ No One Left to Lie To ‐ said it best, except that Hillary’s subsequent time as US senator, Obama’s foreign secretary and Democratic presidential candidate has given Team Clinton a whole new generation of Americans to dupe.Those who agree to serve the power couple’s blind ambition invariably find themselves corrupted. Take, for instance, the Democratic National Committee. After Hillary Clinton’s defeat in the 2008 primaries against Barack Obama, Team Clinton made sure that such a mishap would not be repeated. In August 2015, we are now informed, Hillary Clinton effectively bought the services of the DNC, the very organisation meant to ensure the primaries were on the level. Bernie was burned, but then fair is foul and foul is fair. Debbie Wasserman Schultz, for her part in rigging the primaries in favour of Clinton, had to resign in disgrace as chairperson of the DNC in July 2016. Her interim replacement, Donna Brazile, was later sacked by CNN when WikiLeaks exposed her having emailed Hillary the questions to be used in a town hall debate with Sanders.
Donna Brazile’s confession of guilt, after months of denial, sounded like something straight out of Hillary Clinton’s playbook: ’The DNC, a political party committee dedicated in part to defending free and fair elections, was attacked by the Russians while the Republican nominee for president openly encouraged it.’ In other words, how come John Podesta’s computer was hacked and not the chairman of Donald Trump’s campaign? Julian Assange, who continues to insist that the source of his pre-election WikiLeaks revelations was not Russian but American, had this to say about the identity of Podesta’s hacker: ’John, you used "Runner4567" and "p@ssw0rd" as passwords. Are you sure it wasn’t Barron Trump, a blind dog or a plate of lobster risotto?’