Dignitary/Celebrity Hillary Clinton

"The Truth About Hillary" by Edward Klein is an unforgettable gift. Cold portrayal of facts are backed up by eighty some pages of bibliography. References to the smallest he said/she said statements go to the source of conversations, interviews, articles.

Turning and squirming on behalf of Hillary's most naked exposure yet brings a note of compassion for at least a fleeting moment.

Published by Penguin Group (USA) Inc out of New York, the copyright is dated 2005.

The author, Edward Klein, leans to and fro precariously on a tightrope made of words. The razor edged effect created between his references and the topic matter is searing. I had to put the book down often and walk away from the intensity of it.

Intimate reports of what happened at parties the Clintons attended describe Bill's drunkenness couched in the usual backdrop of a virtual harem consisting of past and present liaisons.

Hillary's blind eye continues, as well - but why?

Kline speculates on Hillary's conception and the birth date of daughter, Chelsea. He tags an incident, which goes on to imply that marital rape may have also marked the conception of their only child.

To the end of theorizing whether Hillary is frigid or not, one of their neighborhood party guests gives his impression of the evening that led to the inferred unholy conception.

Here is the account: Bill was very drunk, and possibly stoned on marijuana. The party began to thin out, and Bill stumbles out the door stating he was going home to rape his wife.

The same guest was still there the next morning, and he visited with the Clintons at Bill's request. He described the Clinton' s home as trashed. A minutia recounting exactly what items had fallen to the floor was detailed enough to go into a police report.

As the words pranced across the stage with an unforgiving spotlight to follow, I almost felt sympathetic. If morals were stock market bonds, former President Clinton would be the cause of a market crash. This is why my sympathy has a short shelf life.

In the end, I feel pangs of sympathy for all three Clintons, and yet fascinated by how extreme Hillary is, and to what extent she manipulates her environment to her ends.

I don't want this fanatical ambition to be a part of the makeup of a worldwide representative for the United States. How can such fanaticism be part of the same psychological profile that makes good, balanced decisions for an entire country?

Normally, I feel a kindred spirit with women as a whole, and I want to support my sisters, but political offerings are sparse yet. Akin to a question that has plagued the considerations of racial equality - should I just vote for her because she is the same gender as me?

Thorough enough to be heartbreaking, "The Truth about Hillary" has given me a somewhat of a compassionate viewpoint toward Hillary and her position as a ruthless slave to her own ambitions.