Imagine if you were Hillary Clinton, and you have your eye on the White House for years, perhaps decades. You could have spent the rest of your years after being the First Lady working on the Clinton Foundation and doing charitable work around the world. Yet, deep down in your guy, you knew that you could do even more good as the first female president of the United States.
Being a First Lady wasn’t just enough, so you run for the United States Senate, and you win. Then you run for president in 2008 and you end up losing to the first African-American to become president. At that point, you could have given up and retired, but you didn’t. Instead, you stand behind Barack Obama and become Secretary of State, you build your resume, and you wait a little longer for your turn in 2016.
As you prepare for your presidential run, you work, you work to build a mighty campaign machine, and you scout the potential opposition. The Republican have so many people that you might have to face off against. Marco Rubio, Ted Cruz, Jeb Bush, John Kasich – these are all qualified candidates that you have to be prepared to face off with in the general election.
Then there are the goofy candidates like Bobby Jindal, Mike Huckabee and Ben Carson, but you still have to prepare to deal with them, just in case they might become the vice presidential nominee for the Republican Party.
So then everything is thrown for a loop when you have to face a challenger in your own primaries, and the Republicans end up nominating Donald Trump. Yes, The Donald, an alleged billionaire with no political experience, multiple divorces and business bankruptcies, a strange sexual thing for his daughter Ivanka, and a closet full of skeletons.
To use a sports analogy, you bring out your first line in hockey, and the opposing team puts the loudest and most obnoxious fan in the stands in as the goalie. They have no idea how the game really works, nor have they ever faced a penalty shot in their life, but the crowd keeps on screaming for the player who is just there to cause mayhem.
Here you are in the moment you have prepared for over the past couple of decades, and the Republican Party nominates Donald Trump? I don’t know about you, but if I was Hillary Clinton, I would be seriously disappointed that all of those years of preparation were spent to face The Donald. In fact, I would be fucking pissed.
This is a candidate that will not only cost the Republican Party their opportunity to take the White House back, but also cost them the United States Senate, potentially dozen of seats in the House, and leave an embarrassing smear on their reputation with women and minorities for years to come.
Hillary Clinton might be gloating at the outcome of this contest, but I can’t help but feel that she might be a little annoyed that the GOP couldn’t produce a better opponent for her than a sexist, racist, alleged billionaire.
The only thing left for Hillary Clinton to do now is run up the score against the GOP so high, they will never make a mistake like this again.