Interview with Hillary Clinton

Puppet Show Kathmandu, Nepal - photo by JoAnn Sturman

Scott Sturman
fliesinyoureyes.com


Flies In Your Eyes continues a series of interviews with nationally known politicians and international leaders. Since the site is relatively unknown, the interviewees have an opportunity for the first time in their lives to express their true, non scripted opinions without having to pay the price for their candor.

FIYE: Thank you for joining us, Madam Secretary. As you know, this site offers a unique venue where you can express your views without sanction from the national press. First of all, due to the informality of the interview, it has been our experience that the interviewee is more comfortable and forthcoming if titles are ignored, and we address you by the name commonly used within the intimate family circle. What name would you prefer?

Secretary Clinton: The common folk chide me me for my royal airs. Your Highness or Empress appeal to me, but a more measured term like “Your Eminence” will do just fine, young man.

FIYE: Thank you for the compliment, Your Eminence. I am only a year younger than you, and it has been quite some time since I was referred to by a youthful title.

It’s time to begin. During the first Clinton administration, you were acknowledged as the driving force behind the National Health Care initiative. I’ve had the opportunity to travel somewhat and observed that even in the Third World where resources are scarce, the rich and poor alike seek private health care. Whether it’s Kenya, Morocco, Egypt, Peru, or Nepal, the national health care system is avoided whenever possible. What is the allure of national health care when the tract record is so bad?

Your Eminence: Power, pure power. If national health care was so good, politicians would be first to join. That doesn’t happen, because like your friends in the Third World, we know the implications of rationed care practiced by mediocre doctors. Altruism is the frosting we use to cover the cake, but the health system is a multibillion dollar industry; that pays for a lot of political patronage and union support.

FIYE: Let’s change pace and give you a chance to get some issues off your chest. It is not the intent of FIYE to become a steamy novella, but many of our readers are interested in your personal life to better understand the woman behind the face. What attracted you to Bill in the first place?

Your Eminence: He had a bad boy image, but I found him irresistible. When we met, I wasn’t particularly attractive, so I was surprised he took an interest. Women loved Bill, and the man could talk the pants off of a nun. He was clever enough to know if his political objectives were to be met, he needed someone smart and calculating who could channel his carnal energies and direct his career. You don’t find that type of moxie in a sorority at the University of Arkansas.

FIYE: Some of Bill’s amorous energies overflowed the banks from time to time. Do you feel betrayed?

Your Eminence: It should come as no surprise that our marriage is one of convenience. What affection we had for each other has long since faded. We both understand this. Betrayed? Pissed is more like it! I couldn’t care less who or what he sleeps with as long as he doesn’t get caught. He had this thing for “big haired women” in Arkansas but damage control was easy in Little Rock. The Monica tryst in the White House proved again that men think with the wrong head.

FIYE: How about you? Are there any international leaders who attract you?

Your Eminence: Muammar Qaddafi is hot and so charismatic. Take a look at these pictures of him! When I see him ridding a camel or dressed in those beautiful costumes, I am reminded he is everything Bill isn’t - exotic, handsome, extraordinary.

FIYE: What about those pictures of Conde Rice found in his Tripoli compound? When the Colonel, or Camel Master as he preferred to be called, interviewed with FIYE he raved about her.

Your Eminence: Enough! I read the interview. Those pictures were a ruse to protect me from the media. I presented him with a photo album of myself during my last visit, which he promised would never leave his side.

FIYE: That must hurt. Conde is very attractive, brilliant, and younger than you.

Your Eminence: Only seven years. Muammar is not like most men. He values a woman’s mind more than the body.

FIYE: How did Barrack Obama ever win the Democratic nomination in 2008? You had the name, the party machinery, and a lot of money in the campaign chest. Yet, he is President and you are not.

Your Eminence: This may come as a surprise, but I’m not well liked. I can smile, change my hairdo, tone down the rhetoric, and have my friends at CNN tell the voters I’m warm and carrying, but the public is not that stupid. As soon as I looked vulnerable, the donations dried up and a few months later America had its Manchurian Candidate in the Oval Office.

FIYE: You have plane to catch. I hope we can continue the interview at a later time. Is there any chance you’ll run for President in 2012?

Your Eminence: Funny you should ask, and by the way I accept the invitation. George Soros and I are meeting later this month to discuss strategy. His last horse didn’t run too well, did he?

Soros' Man

Landslide on the Milford Trek, New Zealand. Photo by JoAnn Sturman

Scott Sturman
fliesinyoureyes.com

I work in a partnership of thirty-five doctors in a high risk, competitive field of medicine. The success of our company depends on the competence and affability of its individual physicians. Our group's philosophy is to hire the best and most qualified anesthesiologist available. Race, ethnicity, sex, sexual orientation, and religious preference have nothing to do with the selection process. When an able candidate is hired, the group's stature and competitive advantage elevates accordingly. A marginal employee brings a myriad of problems and reflects negatively on the company – patients and surgeons take their business to other centers where a superior product is offered. Quite simply, ability matters.

Since we were seniors and unlikely to enhance our resumes by being elected to a student body office at Cheyenne East High School, my friend Dave and I decided to nominate a sophomore friend of ours to run for school treasurer. Morris was a popular, good looking adolescent with a deep voice but mustered poor grades and was ambivalent to most everything but high performance automobiles. In order to strengthen his scanty curriculum vitae, we formed several clubs de novo and elected him president. We gave passionate nomination speeches on his behalf to the student body. When it was time to accept the nomination, Morris strode to the lectern with the type written speech Dave and I had written for him. With an athletic build and dressed in a three piece suit, he had the look of someone exuding confidence. He looked at the crowd, shuffled the papers in front of him, and attempted to read the speech. It was a disaster! The speech was written for an audience years ahead of Morris' reading level. He stammered, lost his place, could not pronounce any word more than three syllables long, and mumbled through the text as the audience quickly lost interest and laughed him off the stage.

Forty years later Barrack Obama demonstrated riveting oratorical skills which catapulted him to national attention. Unlike Dave's and my amateurism efforts when running Morris' campaign, Obama's career was skillfully orchestrated by the likes of George Soros and the liberal media which constructed his persona into a greater than life caricature. We were made to think he was closer to a god than a human being. I recall it was only a few weeks after he was sworn in as President of the United States, that the left was calling for a repeal of the 22nd Amendment so he could serve in the office in perpetuity.

Now nearly two years into his Presidency he reminds me of a Morris who reads well. His curriculum vitae is more expunged than padded – at least George Bush's and Al Gore's mediocre grades from Yale were published in the Atlantic magazine for all to see. When not reading prepared text, he speaks haltingly and appears to be overwhelmed with the amount of information thrown his way. As a surgeon friend of mine, who by nature is fair minded and reluctant to deliver harsh criticism and has witnessed the antics of presidents since the 1940's says, “As far as I can remember, he is the ultimate in affirmative action and the most unprepared man for the job.”

As the Obama Presidency falters, the hackneyed comments regarding race and prejudice are heard once again. Yet his failures have nothing to do with race and everything to do with the lack of experience and personal ability, leadership style, and the promotion of an ultra liberal political agenda which is out of touch with the country. His ascendancy to President of the United States is the result of an invented personality by wealthy power brokers, but in the process his personal triumph has made the political landscape much more difficult for minorities with bona fide credentials who are effective leaders. For political reasons Condoleezza Rice and Colin Powell may not be the choice all of the electorate, but one cannot dispute their impressive resumes, qualifications, and tract record of experience.

Remember the bands of the 1990's which were formed based on the appearance of the members rather than their talents? Many of the “singers” lip sang to dubbed lyrics but made fortunes as their hits ascended to the top of the pop charts. The ruse is not confined to the entertainment industry but spread to the highest echelons of the political leadership. What amounts to a practical joke in high school when two pranksters attempt to rig an election, is no laughing matter when it involves the Presidency of the United States.