The journalist, Glenn Thrush, wrote,

“The Clintons have always blurred the line between personal, political, and financial, and Thursday night’s party at Manhattan’s Beacon Theatre, with 3000 paying guests, was perhaps the crowning example.”

Well, if you had any doubts, I can attest to that, from a behind-the-scenes perspective.

You see, last week I got this great, lightbulb of-an-idea.

A little world-weary of scouring the Internet for the latest tidbits on Hillary’s comings and goings – the width and breadth of her cleavage in any particular week, that sort-of-titillating thing – it dawned on me to surreptitiously check her website on occasion.

When I got to the vanity site, a stroke of luck befell me!

Yes, I was invited to sign on for her newsletter.

I could barely contain my excitement.

Imagine that, now Hillary would be firing off e-mail communications to me, unknowingly updating me on her deepest thoughts, travel plans, and all-manner of inside scoop on future events, in the 2008 Presidential Race.

So, I keyed in my e-mail address, threw my feet up on the coffee table, and sat back!

Well, looks like my plan backfired.

A few days later, I got an e-mail from Mr. Bill Clinton – himself! – inviting me to click on a link and sign a birthday card for Hill’s 60th!

Ah, shucks!

I’m pretty sentimental when it comes to B-days!

As far as I’m concerned, every celebrant should have cake, best buds in tow to toast with champagne splits – and most importantly – there has to be a ceremonious, satisfying romp in the hay…to confirm, at least in some small fashion, that the individual is still in the game…

So, I enthusiastically mused, “May your innermost wish be fulfilled”…

Then, just after I hit the send button, I recoiled in shock!

What had I done?

I am a pretty superstitious guy, after all; surely, if you blow out all the candles, you’ll get the wish?

What do you suppose Hillary’s would be – to retire and pen children’s books?

Something tells me it is much more ominous and far-reaching than that!

Especially, in view of the fact that once the wish was sent, a pop-up box pandered for a donation!

Well, I won’t worry – not yet, anyway.

I mean, do you think Hillary Clinton had wind enough last night to blow out 60 candles – raging away ferociously on a tiered cake?

Naw, I’m dreaming…
Julian Ayrs
http://www.ijulian.blogspot.com