Hillary Being Hillary & Hiring Asses
Hillary Being Hillary
Hillary Clinton goes to a gifted-student primary school in New York to talk about the world. After her talk she offers question time.
One little boy puts up his hand. Hillary asks him what his name is. “Kenneth.” “And what is your question, Kenneth?”
“I have three questions: First, whatever happened in Benghazi ? Second, why would you run for President after your husband shamed the office? And, third, whatever happened to the missing 6 billion dollars while you were Secretary of State?”
Just then the bell rings for recess. Hilary Clinton informs the kiddies that they will continue after recess.
When they resume Hillary says, “Okay where were we? Oh, that’s right, question time. Who has a question?”
A different boy-little Johnny–puts his hand up; Hilary points to him and asks him what his name is. “Johnny.” “And what is your question, Johnny?” “I have five questions: First – whatever happened in Benghazi ? Second – why would you run for President after your husband shamed the office? Third- whatever happened to the missing 6 billion dollars while you were Secretary of State?” Fourth – why did the recess bell go off 20 minutes early? And, Fifth – where’s Kenneth?”
Subject: Hiring Asses!
Once upon a time there was a king who wanted to go play golf. He called the royal weather forecaster and inquired as to the weather forecast for the next few hours. The weatherman assured him that there was no chance of rain in the coming days. So the king went golfing with his wife, the queen. On the way he met a farmer on his donkey. Upon seeing the king the farmer said, “Your Majesty, you should return to the palace at once, because in just a short time I expect a huge amount of rain to fall in this area“. The king was polite and considerate, he replied: “I hold the palace meteorologist in high regard. He is an extensively educated and I pay him very high wages. He gave me a very different forecast. I trust him and I will continue on my way.”
So they did. However, a short time later a torrential rain fell from the sky. The king and queen were totally soaked. Furious, the king returned to the palace and gave the order to fire the weatherman at once! Then he summoned the farmer and offered him the prestigious, and high paying, role of royal forecaster. The farmer said, “Your Majesty, I do not know anything about forecasting. I obtain my information from my donkey. If I see my donkey’s ears drooping, it means with certainty that it will rain.” So instead, the king hired the donkey. And thus began the practice of hiring asses to work in the government and to occupy its highest and most influential positions.