With all her education and career success, I doubt Hillary Clinton ever dreamed she’d end up some guy’s secretary.
For years, female office workers have been saying, “Don’t call me a secretary, I’m an executive assistant. Now drink your coffee before it gets cold!”
As secretary of state, Hillary may actually give new cachet to that much-maligned title. By taking the job, she’s setting a world-class example on how to bury grudges for the greater good that the Republicans would be smart to follow.
Obama won’t force Hillary to be like poor Condoleezza Rice, a scowling zombie who wanders the world trying to carry out her evil master’s harebrained scheme of total domination through democracy by torture.
Speaking of Condi, she seems positively giddy over finally being able to pull her brain and talents out of the deep freeze. She played the piano the other night for Queen Elizabeth II like some classically trained lounge lizard. And I think I saw her showing some teeth without snarling as she posed for a group photo at the NATO meeting she just attended in Brussels.
Maybe she’ll even follow Bush and Cheney’s lead in making the transition smooth by inviting Hillary over. They could have a pajama party, staying up all night watching horror movies, braiding each other’s hair, and sharing state secrets.
I didn’t think Hillary would make a good president. But against the likes of Putin, Ahmadinejad, Chavez, and the rest, I’d bet my treats on Hillary’s intelligence, cunning, and ruthlessness any day.
Things are about to get very interesting…