The debate in South Carolina last night was a white hot mess. The CBS moderators looked like the Chicago fire brigade after Mrs. O'Leary's cow kicked over that lantern: completely inept and impotent to control the howling and screeching of the sorry lot of potential candidates to oppose Donald Trump. Nobody on stage has any presidential street cred whatsoever. None of 'em.
Now there's talk of Bob Iger getting into the race (and bring some Disney magic back to the once loyal opposition), and Bernie Sanders' unstoppable march to the nomination in Milwaukee appears to now be an iffy proposition.
Maybe it's time for a tried and true politician to show these Johnny Come Lately's how it's done: enter The Old Crone. There seems to be renewed interest in her mastery of malfeasance and skulduggery, which the Left prizes above most everything else.
Hillary in 2020? Don't scoff, The Old Crone may have emerged from her political grave to haunt us yet again.
Lucky us.
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