Over the weekend, I did a couple of things that I hadn’t had time to do during what we laughingly call the "working week," including going back to look at the "Hillary cries" video. I found it rather off-putting.
As it happened, so did Maureen Dowd, as she explained in this column last week. An excerpt from the piece, headlined "Can Hillary Cry Her Way Back to the White House?":
… There was a poignancy about the moment, seeing Hillary crack with exhaustion from decades of yearning to be the principal rather than the plus-one. But there was a whiff of Nixonian self-pity about her choking up. What was moving her so deeply was her recognition that the country was failing to grasp how much it needs her. In a weirdly narcissistic way, she was crying for us. But it was grimly typical of her that what finally made her break down was the prospect of losing.
As Spencer Tracy said to Katharine Hepburn in “Adam’s Rib,” “Here we go again, the old juice. Guaranteed heart melter. A few female tears, stronger than any acid.”
The Clintons once more wriggled out of a tight spot at the last minute. Bill churlishly dismissed the Obama phenom as “the biggest fairy tale I’ve ever seen,” but for the last few days, it was Hillary who seemed in danger of being Cinderella. She became emotional because she feared that she had reached her political midnight, when she would suddenly revert to the school girl with geeky glasses and frizzy hair, smart but not the favorite. All those years in the shadow of one Natural, only to face the prospect of being eclipsed by another Natural?…
I share this now because it reminded me of something: For the last few years, Ms. Dowd has been beloved by the left and hated by the right for her regular skewering of "W."
Whenever I get those calls (why don’t you ever run Maureen Dowd and stop running that horrible Maureen Dowd), I think back, and seem to recall her having a field day slicing and dicing Bill Clinton. But I always forget about it before going back through archives to see if I remembered right.
Whatever she wrote back then, I get the sense that were Hillary Clinton elected, Maureen would be the bane (OK, one of the banes) of her existence…