Everybody forty and older who saw this vid today automatically blurted the same thing: "It's Sick Willie's twenty-first century Sister Soldjah moment". And so it was, and is. And I can't help but notice, contra all the speculation that this was a huge mistake given Mrs. Clinton's disproportionate dependence upon the black vote, that when Mr. Bill, after the #BLMers tried to shout him down, bellowed, ""I don't know how you would characterize the gang leaders who got thirteen-year-old kids hopped up on crack and sent them down to the street to murder other African American children. Maybe you thought they were good citizens – she didn't. She didn't! You're defending the people who killed the lives you say matter," he added. "Tell the truth," the rest of the crowd erupted in cheers.
If there's anything we should have learned by now, ladies and gentlemen, it is to never distrust Bill Clinton's retail and strategic political instincts. Who knows how much of it will rub off on his Nurse Ratchet-esque wife, but this was a case of the truth being his, and her, ally, and he didn't hold back.
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