("Life as Presidential Could- Have- Been")
956,733; 112; 2084; 401. Any guesses?
As reported in an article in the Atlantic in 2013, those figures are, respectively: miles traveled, countries visited, hours in the air and actual days of travel for Hillary Clinton during her four years as Secretary of State.
Ms. Clinton has always been willing to do the heavy lifting. Eleven hours of Congressional grilling on Benghazi must have seemed like child's play for this woman.
956,733; 112; 2084; 401. Any guesses?
As reported in an article in the Atlantic in 2013, those figures are, respectively: miles traveled, countries visited, hours in the air and actual days of travel for Hillary Clinton during her four years as Secretary of State.
Ms. Clinton has always been willing to do the heavy lifting. Eleven hours of Congressional grilling on Benghazi must have seemed like child's play for this woman.
I
wonder how many hands will be shaken by Hillary and Donald as of
November (well maybe not so many for the Republican who is hand shake
averse), how many speeches will be spoken, how many times each candidate
will think "if this is Tuesday it must be Belgium."
Running for President is not for the faint of heart or body. To spend almost two years of one's life merely applying for a job, having to remind people each and every day who you are and why you are uniquely qualified to deal with the plate full of disasters that will greet you every morning and go to bed with you every night, is quite possibly a definition of insanity.
Running for President is not for the faint of heart or body. To spend almost two years of one's life merely applying for a job, having to remind people each and every day who you are and why you are uniquely qualified to deal with the plate full of disasters that will greet you every morning and go to bed with you every night, is quite possibly a definition of insanity.
For Ms. Clinton and Mr. Trump there
are many months ahead of playing Bill Murray in Groundhog's Day. Or they may be reminded of those immortal words of
Robert Frost: "The woods are lovely, dark and deep, But I have promises
to keep. And miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I
sleep."
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