On Monday Hillary spoke at a symposium on Title IX, the federal law outlawing sex discrimination in high schools and colleges that receive federal funding. Mrs. Clinton is, naturally, a staunch supporter of the law. There she told her audience about how tough it was to be a female in the days before the federal mandate.
Said Hill: "I wanted desperately to be an Olympic athlete," but unfortunately "I ran every race, and if I was really lucky I finished second to last…I couldn’t jump, I couldn’t run, I couldn’t swim."
And we all thought Bill married her for her athletic ability.
Denied by genetics from being the next Wilma Rudolf, young Hillary then tried her hand at outer space, telling those in attendance that "I wrote to NASA and said, ‘How do I sign up to be an astronaut?’ And they wrote back very politely and said, ‘We don’t take girls.’"
This well-worn tale is most likely apocryphal, as some pundits have noted inconsistencies in her story. Then Ms. Rodham dreamt about a career in medicine, but she "kept getting lightheaded and woozy when I saw anyone in any kind of distress."
And any thoughts about becoming scientist or mathematician were shot down because she didn’t have the best grades in those subjects.
Well, don’t tell the feminist hags at Harvard about that!
Then Hillary, bringing up shades of the Kennedy family, talked about how the Rodham family "had the most lively, contentious dinner table conversations that probably anybody has endured," which then made her think "Well, I do like to study what goes on in the world around me, I adore government as a subject in school, I’m very interested in politics and history. So I went to law school."
But she neglected to mention the most important thing she ever did to get her where she is today, poised to become the Democratic presidential nominee, which was to hitch her wagon to an up-and-coming politician and look the other way at his repeated infidelities.