"Meow. Meow. Meow."

Today HuffPost headlined a nasty attack on Hillary Clinton filled with what Bill Maher calls "Zombie Lies", which are disproven attacks that do not die. HuffPost only gave one name on the piece: Sullivan. There was no second name, so I am assuming with was written by the bitchy British queen, Andrew Sullivan. He couldn't have been more catty if he were at a cocktail party across the room from Ms. Clinton, chatting with his equally piss-elegant pals. Among his whines was that "The Clintons are still self-pitying money-grubbers." Naturally he said nothing about the monies they give to charity or the personal time they devote to worthy causes. He's obviously jealous of their speaking fees.  There's no point in listing his other carps about the Clintons, the highly admired Clintons. What Sullivan did in this article was reveal more about his own cattiness, bitterness, blindness and childishness than provide any information about our next  president. Whenever I read articles by bitchy Brits who have decided to do their back-fending in the United States, I am reminded of Aunt Pittypat's comment in Gone With The Wind: "How did they get in?"