The Gang That Couldn't Shoot Pictures Straight

 

     Yesterday, former NY senator and Secretary of State Hillary Clinton was deposed by the House Oversight Committee in Chappaqua, NY over her alleged connection to Jeffrey Epstein. Cue Yakety Sax.

     Seriously, if that shitshow of a deposition had a soundtrack, it would've been written by Boots Randolph.

     A little context for those of you who haven't been following this story:

     In their ongoing obsession with the Clintons, the Republicans on the House Oversight Committee decided to compel the Clintons' testimony as regards the Epstein files. At first, they refused and when Republicans began gleefully making plans to refer them to the DOJ (hereafter referred to as Donald Trump's law firm) for contempt of Congress, they relented and decided to talk... but in an open door session.

     Republicans couldn't have that because God forbid something embarrassing should slip out about Donald Trump. They demanded a closed door hearing.

     So, yesterday the secretary met with the committee in Chappaqua. The chairman, James Comer, read the rules aloud before the start of the testimony, which included a prohibition on photography within the room. Their own rules, in other words.

     But Lauren Boebert was never one for following rules, even the ones set down by her own party. Instead, she took out her cell phone, took two pictures of Clinton and promptly sent them to Benny Hill, excuse me, Benny Johnson, which he breathlessly put on his Twitter feed. The leak was uncovered within moments, bringing the hearing to a screeching halt.

     As usual, Boebert was defiant, asking, "Why not?" when asked why she'd leaked the photos to a right wing rodeo clown like Johnson. Later, she was more contrite after obviously getting a dressing down by party leadership.

     But, of course, since this is the Clinton Derangement Syndrome GOP we're talking about, that wasn't the only laugh line of the day. After her six hour-long deposition, Clinton walked outside and took the podium. "I think they could have spent the day more productively," she drily said.

     Because the Republicans grilled her not just about Jeffrey Epstein, a man she never met, but also about UFOs and Pizzagate, a long-discredited right wing conspiracy theory naming the Clintons as being involved in a child sex trafficking ring beneath Comet Ping Pong Pizza and a non-existent basement.

     James Comer knew this was his one shot at compelling Clinton's testimony and, by God, he was going to get his money's worth. One is amazed they never mentioned her emails and Benghazi, for which Secretary Clinton had already given testimony for 13 hours years ago.

     But UFOs and Pizzagate?

     It's obvious they got the wrong First Lady. There's a growing movement on Capitol Hill of deposing Melania Trump as well as Donald. The Epstein files that have been released have shown nothing more incriminating than Bill Clinton in a hot tub and standing next to Jeffrey Epstein. There are also no emails alleging that Clinton sexually abused a minor, unlike someone else we can think of.

     Essentially, someone in the Republican Party leaked a couple of anodyne photos of Secretary Clinton when they weren't supposed to while the DOJ  deleted photos of Howard Lutnick walking next to Epstein on his pedophile island.

     This was supposed to be James Comer's long-delayed orgasm, when he was supposed to spooge all over the faces of the Clintons, the one glorious moment that would make up for all the empty wells of persecuting the Bidens and the Clintons. Instead, his orgasm was ruined by one of his own, a woman most famous for jerking off a guy in a theater.

     And, once again, just as Secretary Clinton had during her marathon Benghazi hearing, she made chumps of the GOP. 

     Stick a fork in these assclowns. They're done.