As there are a finite number of Friday and Saturday
evenings in December, my veterinary clinic’s annual
Christmas party is sporadic.
By stepping aside, we lessen conflicts with
the regular holiday office parties of spouses of my
couple years back the Laurel School Administration
Office held their holiday function at the Edgar Bar
& Steak House, so I was the trophy wife’s date.
We were seated at a long banquet table and
the crowd noise made conversation challenging.
My tablemate was the district business
manager’s boyfriend and because he lived on
Montana’s high-line, he was the most outside,
outsider at the party.
During small talk, I told him I was a
His eyes brightened and he asked, “Do you
happen to know that Laurel veterinarian who writes
those op-ed columns in the Western Ag Reporter?”
I smirked and should have said, “Do I know him?
Heck, I’m sleeping with his wife.”
Had that been my response, silence would have
hung thick while everyone frantically processed my
Once my underlying meaning broke into everyone’s
consciousness, the mood would have lightened.
Sadly, I nodded and said, “That’s me.”
A perfect opportunity was lost and this
brings me to my point.
The recent Presidential Debate pitting Donald Trump
against Hillary Clinton and Lester Holt was
purposely choreographed to look more like “Dancing
with the Stars” than a linguistic battle between
Hillary and Lester danced cheek to cheek
while attempting to kick the crap out of Donald
In terms of the progressive state run media joining
forces with an entrenched, establishment progressive
politician, they flawlessly danced Washington’s
When Mr. Trump blurted he would release his tax
returns when Secretary Clinton released her 33,000
e-mails, the knock-it-out-of-the-park pitch crossed
Regardless Clinton’s or Lester’s response,
the Donald should have plowed into questions about
Benghazi, the Clinton Foundation pay-to-play scheme,
the purposeful destruction of subpoenaed e-mails,
racketeering implications of the FBI granting
immunity to Clinton’s staff, Clinton’s e-mailing of
classified documents over an unsecured server so her
actions could later be scrubbed with Bleach-Bit.
this was Lester’s job, but he was rendered impotent
by Mrs. Clinton’s aura and an opportunity to expose
a dangerous truth was lost.
Never before in America’s 240 year history
has a presidential nominee been more corrupt than
Secretary Hillary Clinton.
Sadly, it does not seem to matter.