Go Condi, Go!

She kicked-ass and cleaned-up a big mess at Stanford when I worked there, and TehUniversity liberals heads exploded in steam and rage since they couldn’t quite figure out how to counter her in their politically-correct play-pen (besides the usual lies and backstabbing, and because she wasn’t married they couldn’t get someone into her husband’s bed).
All they could say was “Warmonger!” or something useless like that. They basically hated that she was a Soviet expert and foreign-policy wonk – their friend and mentor was her enemy.

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