Sexual Politics in the US Presidential Race

Sexual Politics in the US Presidential Race, by Steve Sailer. Some excerpts:

When Clinton left office in 2001, he was blackballed from joining the prestigious old-money country clubs of Westchester County, in part due to his notorious sexual history and vulgar on-course repartee. In a 1998 article on Vernon Jordan, Bill’s “fixer-without-portfolio,” Newsweek reported: …

Their mutual fondness for the ladies is a frequent, if crude, topic of conversation. Asked at a party earlier this year what it was he and Clinton talk about on the golf course, Jordan slyly replied: “We talk pu—y.”

Clinton and Trump’s choices of women:

One big difference between Donald and Bill when it comes to women is that Trump has exacting visual standards — he bought the Miss Universe pageant, helping him get close to Miss Universe-quality models — while Clinton likes all shapes, sizes, and ages. …

Much of Bill’s appeal to certain women voters was that even though he was a light drinker …  he had permanent beer goggles. Many women appreciated that even though they hadn’t been keeping their looks up like they should, they still had a chance to get with a White House-level alpha male. Granted, they could only expect ten minutes or so of his attention, but that might be enough to foist his Leader of the Free World genes onto some unsuspecting guy to pay to raise.

In contrast, catching Donald’s notoriously critical attention would require, at minimum, way more time at the gym than they’re willing to put in. (That explains Hillary’s otherwise bizarre obsession with Trump fat-shaming former Miss Universe Alicia Machado.) …

The Clinton team:

Granted, Hillary has a decent excuse for her delusion that she’s a great natural leader in her own right: She’s been repeatedly lied to about that by the most talented politician of his generation. According to a Time story on Bill Clinton:

He told her she was most talented pol of their generation, the most natural leader, with the best command of the issues, and rather than marry him, she should go to Chicago or New York and get into politics.

This is not to say that Hillary is not intelligent, diligent, and determined. But those are the traits of a staffer rather than a chief executive. In decision-making and leadership capacities she has repeatedly failed. Her incompetence at pushing through health-care reform unleashed the Gingrich revolution, costing the Democrats their four-decade-long majority in the House. President Obama recently made it clear that he views her Libyan war as the biggest mistake of his two terms.

A funny thing about the Clinton marriage is how much it conforms to prefeminist stereotypes. You used to hear the saying “Behind every great man there’s a great woman.” And Bill and Hillary have exactly the traditional male and female traits that made for a good power couple of a charismatic man and a careful woman. … Without Hillary, Bill might have been, say, the Arkansas state senate minority leader, a legend of wasted potential to Little Rock insiders (“He could have been the next LBJ”) as he struggles to pay alimony to three ex-wives. Without Bill, Hillary would have been, say, chief of staff to Sen. Dick Durbin (D-IL), but nobody would have ever imagined her as president. …

The problem for Hillary, an extremely proud person, is that she has had to publicly humiliate herself by putting up with her husband’s constant infidelities in order to draft off his knack for political power. She’s rationalized her behavior by blaming society’s patriarchal bias for what she’s had to put up with to achieve maximum power. Lately, Hillary has sublimated her resentment of her tall, wide, fair-haired, camera-loving husband into her rage against her husband’s tall, wide, fair-haired, camera-loving golf pal, Donald Trump.

Is Hillary mad at everyone?

All of this psychodrama in Hillary’s head is understandable as a way of displacing her anger toward her indispensable husband into hatred of deplorables like you and me.

But then again, my feeling is: Hey, lady, I didn’t ruin your life by cheating on you with all those librarians. I really don’t see why we are obligated to elect you president to make up for how much Bill embarrassed you. Please, take your issues with your husband out on him, not on the rest of us by starting World War III.