There are things I don't like about Hillary Clinton, mostly to do with her foreign policy views. But someone who really hates her is Marty Peretz, who more and more sounds like Grandpa Simpson, only more cartoonish (and a lot meaner):
my impressions of Hillary are that she is embittered, tight, calculating, outwardly moralistic, inwardly indifferent... About embittered, how could she not be? So embittered that she might be incapable of sympathetic emotions. Let's say, bent....
I suspect that her bond with blacks and with Jews and with intellectuals and with Fleetwood Mac has more to do with Bill than with her own heart, and that her stiffness of spirit, her coldness still lingers from the days when she supported Barry Goldwater in Park Ridge, Illinois.
Coming from Peretz, this "coldness" stuff is pretty funny; it's like Ebenezer Scrooge calling someone "cranky." 'Cause if there's one word that doesn't come to mind after reading The Spine, it's "cuddly."
Completing the joy that is Peretz's blog is his appearance in the comments section berating a commenter who had the temerity to suspect a bit of misogyny in his attitude towards HRC (and to point out that Marty P. can come across as a mite grouchy):
WandreyCer, why don't you take your own advice and wander off to a nice site with which you agree. At least, I've been running a magazine with much of which I disagree for 33 years. For the sake of serious democratic argument. And, believe me, it didn't come for free.
In other words, "Get offa my lawn!" Though it's hard to argue that "it" didn't come for free: you lazy bloggers! Back in the day, if you wanted to express an opinion, you picked yourself up by your bootstraps and married a sewing-machine heiress, dagnabit! And quarters had bumblebees on them!
Peretz has easily the surliest blog ever. Reading The Spine truly makes me afraid for the blogosphere's disastrous impact on Civil Discourse in our Great Nation. Will no one think of the children? (I mean, before Peretz takes a shotgun to them for playing too loud?)