Clinton's Negro's - They knelt on the grass,

Clinton's Negro's - They knelt on the grass, it was dry ground as their concentration level grew as their tanned faced white master approached them on horseback.  The master seemed to rise slowly in his saddle as he got closer, making him look taller and meaner.

They had been wandering the hills north of the farm, serving no purpose at all and not working on the fence as ordered that morning.

Finally the master had asked his foreman the question; how is the north fence coming  along?  Eventually the negro foreman responded with his head down; they have made some progress even though the farm was untamed to the north the fence was important to keep the beef cattle in the foreman really had no idea.

The master looked at  his dark black foremen, all he could consider was the stone age looks of his negro foremen, that rough and dirty wilderness look, most likely a grandson of a god forsaken dark African cannibal.

The master had given strict orders; the Empire Ranch was untamed at times but it was still a bustling masterpiece of good farm/ranch management and it would require a lot of work to carve out planting fields and pastures for the cattle. 

The master also had his thousands of acres of timber wood that would create some fantastic number of board feet to be sold down the river.  The timber lands were most likely his greatest potential source of wealth and then the cattle would create his own earthly treasures.

He had cashed in on the cotton crop but it required too much labor and with the  new economy in the south, everybody had to be paid.

His brother who lived the pioneering ways had started some not so little side businesses providing consumer goods produced in the south to the Yankee bastards north of Richmond and a few things in town.

His brother had a diamond on his finger, so he always listened to his advice even though the end of the Civil War has mired good men in long term debt.

The master pulled on the reins of the horse and it tossed it's head back and slowed to a walk and then came to a complete stop, and stood on the same dry ground where the negroes knelled and avoided looking up directly at their master, but referred to as the boss as slavery was over.

With a prospectors eye the master looked at them and yanked about the horse so he could dismount and take a closer look.  He hitched his horse to nothing but as trained the horse waited where they stood with the master now on the ground.

Master Clinton was riveted on the men kneeling in front of him.

Master Clinton bent down as it started to rain just a little, his glasses got wet and now he was looking through the milky glass of old and worn out eyeglasses.

Water started to flow down his rugged leather hat as he looked at the men with the general idea of shooting all seven of them even though a little risky this day in time.

Accordingly his right gun hand touched the carved wooden handle of his pistol discovering that his revolver was still there if needed. His only brother owned a small hotel complete with a bar and restaurant, a barber shop and the only entertainment emporium within one hundred miles and fantastically successful it seemed.

Master Clinton had these seven men, some cattle and a lot of trees but he was also just about dead broke, broke at 32 years of age and sleeping with a big barreled ass woman whose face looked like a crocodile.

Some folks were getting rich, but Master Clinton was always needing money to pay these Africans that played all day.

Master Clinton had a plan, a 15 cent Negro, a mule and a really good lie.

Master Clinton was going to Washington.

He just had to get elected first.

Jeb Bush The Cross Border Dick giving advice to Judge Moore - Jeb Bush is giving advice again, about Judge Moore of Alabama. Jeb tells the judge to more on. What happened to the Jeb Bush, with his dick throbbing, sneaking across the border his illegal alien girl bride to be? America is very tired of the advice from elite groups, which in time prove to be ass wipes at best.

Jeb Bush is giving advice again, about Judge Moore of Alabama.  Jeb tells the judge to more on.  What happened to the Jeb Bush, with his dick throbbing, sneaking across the border his illegal alien girl bride to be?  America is very tired of the advice from elite groups, which in time prove to be ass wipes at best. 

Medieval Sex in Hollywood - Make No Assumptions - Depersonalizing of Women for SEX is the formula for Bill Clinton, Bill Cosby, Devin Faraci, Harry Knowles, Andy Signore, Harvey Weinstein, Oliver Stone, Ben Affleck, and Roy Price and other Socialist Democrats -

Now, we're talking good and evil, and the medieval sex in Hollywood that allows rape of women in the shadows of people.  Make no mistake, hundreds will go to prison,

Devin Faraci, Harry Knowles, Andy Signore, Harvey Weinstein, Oliver Stone, Ben Affleck, Roy Price, these are just a few of the liberal hard left socialist democrats that may cause a woman harm during any form of sexual encounter. The details are surely to follow like Bill Cosby and his little drug helpers and Bill Clinton's constant depersonalizing of women.  The boys should look up the word consent.. Hillary Clinton never looked it up and of course NBC has now been proven as dysfunctional.

Being accused of sexual misconduct from several sources gets you condemned before the criminal trials take place. 

The boys Devin Faraci, Harry Knowles, Andy Signore, Harvey Weinstein, Oliver Stone, Ben Affleck, and Roy Price seem to  have a lot in common, they all have a dick and want to show it off to girls.  Their sexual appetites are becoming well know, just like president Bill Clinton's and his pal Bill Cosby. 

Skipping the widely acceptable pattern of dating then mating these men may have streamlined the entire process.

The Mexican American War - Starts Wednesday - NORTH AMERICAN FREE TRADE AGREEMENT, or simply NAFTA has brought about the total destruction of the middle class jobs in the United States. The President Bill Clinton NORTH AMERICAN FREE TRADE AGREEMENT, or simply NAFTA is being renegotiated by President the Donald Trump administration starting this week, so don't expect The New York Times, The Washington Post, ABC, CBS, NBC, CNN, MSNBC to give you the full details.

NORTH AMERICAN FREE TRADE AGREEMENT, or simply NAFTA has brought about the total destruction of the middle class jobs in the United States.  The President Bill Clinton NORTH AMERICAN FREE TRADE AGREEMENT, or simply NAFTA is being renegotiated by President the Donald Trump administration starting this week, so don't expect The New York Times, The Washington Post, ABC, CBS, NBC, CNN, MSNBC to give you the full details.

A New Slave Agreement

Millions of jobs have been lost to Mexico.

The reason we still have tens of millions of Americans out of work, or stuck in part-time, no benefit, dead end jobs inside the labor force is because of NAFTA, the gift of Bill and Hillary Clinton that continues to take jobs and close factories in America today.

It's simple, even for the simple minded; The average daily wage for a Mexican worker, inside a Mexican factory, creating products to export to America is four dollars a day ($4.00 day rate).

The trade imbalance is alarming, about $65 Billion dollars per year.

NAFTA started in 1994 and the jobs flowed to Mexico and tens of thousands of American factories were closed, and remain behind chain locked gates today.

If you want a better life, kill off NAFTA.

If you want to start a business in America, kill off NAFTA.

If you want a better future for your children, kill off NAFTA.

Remember, the daily minimum wage in Mexico is $4.00 per day.

We don't need to get something, we need to get everything.

Kill off NAFTA.

Build a Wall.

Create American middle class jobs. 

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North Korean Nuclear EMP Terrorism - in place today - EMP Attack Plans against the United States by North Korea - It won't kill you fast, the stone age terrorism designed by North Korea, China, Russia and helped by Bill Clinton, the husband of Hillary Clinton - Don't look up now, it's too late

EMP Nuclear OPTION by North Korea against the United States;  Don't look up, they're too far up to see, but they are two nuclear EMP weapons working above the United States, designed to kill millions of Americans;  

North Korean terrorism against the United States has been going on for decades, helped along by China and Russia, and even Bill Clinton, the winning cards of battle are above us today.

“We should not be tolerating the North Korean satellites that are orbiting over our country. There are two of them. And the intelligence community is still silent about those,” said Pry.

The expert was referring to the KMS 3-2 and KMS-4 earth observation satellites launched by North Korea in April 2012 and February 2016 respectively. The KSM-4 was launched one month after North Korea conducted an underground nuclear test, prompting a debate about sanctions at the United Nations Security Council.

Nuclear (NEMP) and high altitude nuclear (HEMP) A nuclear EMP is the abrupt pulse of electromagnetic radiation resulting from a nuclear explosion. ... The intense gamma radiation emitted can also ionize the surrounding air, creating a secondary EMP as the atoms of air first lose their electrons and then regain them

“The EMP Commission has officially been warning about those satellites especially now that the (intelligence) community admits that North Korea can miniaturize warheads,” Pry stated. “Our argument all along has been that they could make weapons small enough to put on those satellites that pass over the United States on the optimum trajectory for an EMP attack on North America.”

“And they would obviously be a basis for a surprise EMP attack if North Korea wants to commit aggression against South Korea. Or to blackmail us if we were going to intervene to deliver on our security guarantees for Japan, South Korea or the Pacific.”

A few seconds after 11 p.m. on July 9, 1962, streetlights on the Hawaiian island of Oahu blinked out. About 300 went out in total, but, happily, it didn't matter. 

The skies over Hawaii were lit up nearly as bright as day for the same reason that the streetlights stopped working: The test of a thermonuclear weapon nearly 1,500 kilometers away over Johnston Atoll.

The streetlights were knocked out not by the explosion or by the shock wave of the blast. 

They were rendered inoperative after getting hit by an electro-magnetic pulse created by the detonation.

Electro-magnetic pulse damage was a topic of conversation in both of the Republican debates on Thursday night. Rick Santorum, one-third of the warm-up debate, warned of the possibility of an EMP being used as a weapon, a "devastating explosion" that would "fry out" anything with a circuit board. 

"Everything is gone," he said. "Cars stop. Planes fall out of the sky." If Iran got a nuclear bomb, he warned, they could explode one in the atmosphere over the United States and break every phone, car, computer and anything else electronic underneath.

During the main debate, Ben Carson raised the same issue. "[W]e have enemies who are obtaining nuclear weapons that they can explode in our exoatmosphere and destroy our electric grid," he said, adding, "Can you imagine the chaos that would ensue at that point?"

You've probably seen the aftermath of an EMP in popular culture. Remember in "Ocean's 11," when they gang needed to shut power off in Las Vegas to break into the casino's vault? They used an EMP, hidden in the back of a cargo van. Or in "Broken Arrow" -- an EMP knocks a helicopter out of the sky.

That's fiction, though. That's not how it works. And as it turns out, the scenarios proposed by Santorum and Carson are pretty close to fiction, too.

Dr. Yousaf Butt is a senior research fellow at National Defense University who has written about the threat posed by EMPs. Such as it is. When we spoke by phone on Friday, Butt didn't seem particularly alarmed at the idea that Iran was planning to incapacitate every car on Interstate 80.

"I'm not trying to minimize the vulnerability. The vulnerability is there," Butt said. "I'm just saying the threat, if it's being cast as a rogue nation or a terrorist trying to do this, it seems like a difficult way for them to achieve harm."

Here's why. An EMP requires a very specific combination of things coming together in order to be effective. It requires a nuclear explosion with a payload of "hundreds of kilotons or megatons," per Butt -- substantially larger than the recent test in North Korea, for example. It requires a missile that can deliver the bomb to a precise point in the atmosphere. And it requires a willingness to bear the brunt of the action.

When a nuclear explosion occurs in the atmosphere, it gives off gamma rays. Those gamma rays hit nearby atoms, knocking loose their electrons. When that happens, the electrons give off a radio pulse. The gamma rays and electrons and radio pulses travel toward the ground essentially at the speed of light, and when they arrive, electric circuits in our devices -- phones, chips in cars, etc. -- act as antennas for the pulse. "It deposits energy very quickly," Butt said. "It has a lot of power in a very short timescale and that heat cannot be dissipated, so it in effect fries the electronics."

It's sort of like this, where the tennis balls are the radio pulses. The dog's doing alright at first, and then he isn't.

There are different types of pulses, we'll note. What's described above is an E1 pulse. It happens almost instantly after the explosion; it's what happened to Oahu's streetlights. There's also an E3 pulse, which arrives substantially later and does damage to electrical infrastructure like transformers. And, as you might expect, there's E2, which is slower than an E1 and essentially acts like lightning -- making it less risky, since many electronic systems are capable of handling lightning surges.

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What's important about how it works is that it dictates where the explosion needs to happen. Too high, and the process of dislodging electrons can't work. Too low, and the area that's affected is smaller. In this illustration from a 1989 assessment of the Oahu incident, you can see how the Johnston Atoll test, named "Starfish Prime," affected the Hawaiian Islands hundreds of miles away. Had it been lower, the energy would have hit the ground before reaching Hawaii.

So Iran or a terrorist would need a missile capable of delivering a large bomb to a precise point in the sky. As Butt wrote for Space Review in 2010, that's just not feasible. Rogue nations don't have nuclear capabilities of that kind or, according to Butt, the means of delivering them. If such a strike were to happen tomorrow, with a newly-built hydrogen bomb on a new type of missile, whoever launched it would be relying on an awful lot of luck that everything would go right. And it wouldn't take us long to figure out who did it.

Anyway, if you want to damage the United States, it's far easier to drop a nuclear bomb in the middle of Manhattan than to detonate it in the atmosphere. "Putting yourself in the mindframe of a terrorist that just wants to cause harm," Butt said, "it doesn't make much sense."

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He agrees with Santorum, though, that we should indeed harden our infrastructural systems. But not because of a nuclear threat. Because of the Sun.

Pry said the satellites are orbiting at the “optimum height for putting an EMP field over all 48 contiguous United States.”

Pry warned that deploying satellites for the purpose of an EMP option against the U.S. “is exactly the kind of thing that he (North Korean leader Kim Jong Un) would do.  It would make strategic sense to do it. We do know that Kim Jong Un is a risk-taker.”

Pry surmised that the North Koreans may be utilizing the satellites for an attack plan pioneered by the Soviets during the Cold War to attack the U.S. with an EMP as part of a larger surprise assault aimed at crippling the U.S. military.

Unlike the Soviet plan, Pry opined, the North Koreans may be seeking to use an EMP attack to target “our electrical grid and our civilian critical infrastructure. And they only need one weapon to do that.”

Pry continued:

The North Koreans basically I think got this idea from the Russians. They had called it the Fractional Orbital Bombardment System. … The idea was that you would use a peaceful space launch vehicle to launch what would appear to look like a peaceful satellite. And it would even fly away from us on a South Polar trajectory so that it wasn’t coming toward the United States. But it would really be a nuclear weapon. And the reason it would come up from the south is because we don’t have any ballistic missile early warning radars facing the south and no interceptors. We are blind and defenseless from the South.

The first thing we would know is when the [North Korean] satellite detonated at high altitude over the United States at about three hundred kilometers which is the orbit of these satellites. The optimum height for putting an EMP field over all 48 contiguous United States. In the Soviet plan, the idea was to paralyze command and control, our bombers, our missiles so that they would then be able to launch a massive disarming strike that would then come across the North Pole and strike us. The North Koreans don’t have enough missiles to do something like that, and their object is not to paralyze our strategic forces as much as it would be to kill our people.

Pry faulted the U.S. intelligence community for its supposed silence on the threat. “This is such an act of irresponsibility for both the intelligence community and … the mainstream media. To leave the American people pretty much in the dark about this. Because if we did get an international crisis where we were gearing up to intervene on our security guarantees it would be an enormous shock for people.”

He added: “People will be psychologically unprepared for that at all levels of the government from the president all the way down to the man on the street. So, the failure to at least talk about this possibility is actually helping our enemy

She was a waitress, the early days with Bill Clinton, The Truck Stop Waitress will never forget, Anne left him but he stalked her, the cops were there, the boss on the phone and Bill Clinton walks through the front door, that son of a bitch

She was a waitress, and she didn't want to be reminded by the asshole at table 19 as he got up without leaving her a tip, he does it every morning - slurping his coffee - checking out her ass, the cheap bastard.  The place would fill with truck drivers, off duty cops and cheap girls, Anne wanted to do better, she was better, she hoped, 

Anne was in her early thirties something and she was way too old to serve jerk off's and mean enough to kick his ass but it was more fun to slam his empty coffee cup in the dirty dish plastic bucket as she wiped up his coffee drips.

Even at this time of morning Anne put on her waitress smile and picked up the plastic bucket and slammed it under the counter so the bus boy smoking in the kitchen could hear the racket.

Anne was oblivious to the country music playing but for some reason she could hum every song.

She was humming along to the song she hated and realized she should have stayed a housewife with that truck driving fool she married.

He would drive all night and wanted sex every morning right after Anne made his breakfast.

Three years and two months of breakfast table sex might be better than this hell hole called Galaxy Diner Truck Stop, off route 11, the main road to nowhere and Anne was stuck on this one way road.

She remembers Billy tossing his coffee cup into the clean kitchen sink every morning and leaving all the dirty breakfast dishes on the table, stuff he didn't eat moved to one side, toast crumbs all over the table and sure the A.M. radio playing country music, telling us the weather.

Anne would be running around in her nightgown and the A.M. radio playing and Billy would walk right past her and turn on the T.V. and at that moment in time she became wallpaper unless he wanted to have sex or wanted his after breakfast beer.

Billy called Anne last night from a pay phone and told her that he would be late, delayed at a delivery, it was raining, the boss was mad at him and that he hated his stupid job, driving a truck was too much work, he was going back to construction when it rained he could stay at home and work on his old pickup truck.

What Billy didn't know on this particular morning Anne had her bags packed and the little housewife was gone when he left for work tonight.

She married a man named Billy and he was a good husband through the honeymoon and maybe the first few months.  Now Anne realized that she married a child for God's sake as she watched Billy watch T.V. with his driving boots on the coffee table, realizing she was about to cry again, she had been crying for days.

Anne was close to a nervous breakdown because she learned all about it by watching Dr. Phil on afternoon T.V.

Anne had been stealing about fifty dollars a week for months now, checking out the newspaper want ad's and the women's magazine articles were helping her cope with life and Billy.

Billy thought Anne was out of her mind most of the time as she wanted to buy a little place down the road, the one with the big oak tree but as Billy said; "he couldn't handle the weight".

Him and his friend Darryl always had money for beer and used truck parts and it wasn't like Anne wanted to buy a mansion.

But Anne knew one thing, when Billy called her late at night saying he was being delayed it meant he was getting laid at some playboy truck stop with some damn waitress.

About five or six months ago Billy called Anne explaining another delay at the port and Anne asked him for the phone number.

"You can't call me back Anne, I'm at work, I had to beg to use the damn phone"  Anne remembers hanging up and going to the living room and wondered why Billy was cheating, that was the night she started crying in the dark and she really hasn't stopped yet.   

Anne planned to leave all the cheap fake jewelry that Billy had bought for her but she decided to sell it on Ebay and keep the money.

Looking at him now, "Billy, you better hurry and get to bed, you've seen that old movie anyway".

Billy stopped at the lowest stair step and leaned against the banister and gave her that look that he wanted some truck stop sex.

She looked back at him "I'll get back to you Billy" was all that Anne said. 

Anne slept on the couch that night and kept her panties on when she heard Billy trotting down the stairs a few hours later.  The son-of-a-bitch was just dripping in his man jewelry which Anne knew must mean date night for Billy, another sex delay.

That was the last time Anne would see Billy except at the court house with him wearing his truck driver blue jeans as she wore a nice pair of polyester paints to impress the judge.

"I'm sorry baby doll, can I have some coffee?"

"Uh-huh" was all Anne could mumble.

"Thanks Hon!"  the man said to Anne.

Anne must have been in a daze and lost in thought, there she was at the Galaxy Diner Truck Stop with this gorgeous man looking straight at her and seemingly hollering for coffee.

"I'm sorry, I was kind of thinking about stuff." Anne was a little embarrassed as she started mumbling again "Sorry Doll, it's been one of those mornings."

Anne turned and poured his coffee and for some reason she never saw the gun pointing at her before it was too late.

This guy better not be a lady killer she thought when she noticed his adjustment to his pistol as Anne watched with some approval, he pointed the pistol away from her.

"Hon, can I have some cream and sugar please."

"What!"  Anne's legs were getting weaker by the second.

"Cream and Sugar Anne!"   "For my Coffee."

"Hon, how about the cash in the register, kind of real quite if you don't mind."  The gorgeous man was smiling at her not like the guy at table 19 earlier.

"What!"  "What did you say mister?"

"Anne, get me all the cash."  "I don't give a shit Anne so keep your head about you." "If you do exactly what I say Anne you'll be home in time for dinner and maybe your face in the newspaper."  The man glanced around trying to forget he just became a criminal.

"What!, O.K. I got it I'll be right back, right back O.K., no big deal, relax."  Finally ready to do what the robber wanted Anne's legs just about gave away but managed her way to the cash register and put all the folding money in both her hands.

Anne put all the cash in his Wal-Mart bag as he directed and he leaned over the counter and gave her a kiss on the cheek.

"You really did good Anne." He tucked his pistol back inside his coat pocket and looked around the almost empty truck stop diner.

"Bye Anne, and don't wait up, it's going to be a long day for me."

"What!" It was about all Anne could muster for a sentence as she watched the man walk to the door and walk into the parking lot.

"See ya!"  Anne almost shouted and suddenly realized she had been robbed at gunpoint.

Anne saw the blue 1967 Corvette burn rubber as the robber pulled out on the main road out front.

It would be something she would forget in about twelve minutes when the Sheriff asked her a thousand or more questions.

"I've got nothing else, except I about shit my pants."  Anne looked shook up so the Sheriff said she needed a little break and he would be back in a minute.

The boss was on the phone with the truck stop owner and then Anne got another surprise, Billy walked through the door, wearing those same blue jeans, making her want to run away.

Billy Clinton, that son-of-a-bitch was coming to her rescue. 

Juarez was a dirty little town, with whores and politicians, nothing the Clinton's couldn't handle. The police official was direct and also smiling "Senor Bill Clinton" it is time to go my friend. "Senor Bill", she is down the street and she is protesting.

It was a private room and in a routine fashion she took off all her clothes, and sexually speaking she was ready to earn her fifty bucks.  In a matter of fact fashion she pulled the man closer and gave him a smile and with her delicate feminine attention he showed signs of attention.

He was not relaxed and she was used to that, he fidgeted with his belt buckle so she helped him remove his pants as he blushed and squirmed to get harder before their time was up.

She allowed him some fleshy pleasures rubbing her tit's as the rough and tumble politician started to rub her between her legs, he was rendered speechless.  He urged her to lay down on the brown sheets and spread her legs apart and he tried to slink insider her but he wasn't hard enough just yet.  

The crummy private room had cost him fifty bucks and twenty minutes was all he had with the nude woman so she told him frankly, get in and out boy, the clock is running.

He felt rejected so she held his manhood and stroked him and she could feel the storm building as his eyes darkened and he at last was inside her. Without any misgivings she accepted him and raised her legs higher, knowing this would speed up the process, this is the routine job of a Mexican girl trying to make it over the border into America. 

Juarez was a confusing place unless you had a private room, the boy's came down for a good fuck and the girls might even follow them home to America.  The romance was about over as his thrusting grew stronger and she allowed him to nurse one of her tit's.

This white boy might just take her over the border, he would find out later that she had a routine venereal infection but America's free health care would help solve that problem.  She knew he was drunk and was disagreeable about the price at first but now he was in the sweet spot clenching his fists fucking the wet back.  

"Senor Bill" my love is for sale Senor and I will work for you free in America"

Bill was hammering her hard as her ass agreed to him but prostituting her body was worth the free ride to America.  Betraying him on the other side would be easy as her many trusted Mexican friends would hide her inside their American Renegade Life.  

These boys like "Senor Bill" were just boys and footloose fun seekers, even these pussy hungry boys would haul a whore back for free sex and tell their friends she was a housekeeper or maid.

But it seems it didn't matter.  The big bosomed madam opened the door grinning as "Senor Bill" was riding her like a bull in heat.  

The madam had the police official with her and they both walked into the room.  

"Senor Bill" put on the rush and his quiet period started, he got his monies worth.

The madam was attractive, composed and very artful in bed with men as she also ran some uptown houses that the Chinese loved at four times the price for a piece of ass.

The police official was direct and also smiling

"Senor Bill Clinton" it is time to go my friend.

"Senor Bill", she is down the street and she is protesting.

Bill Clinton and his two timing activities were a disgrace but he really didn't care anymore.  The Bill Hillary and Chelsea Clinton Foundation was in federal court on RICO charges and Hillary was living in a hideaway with some drug kingpin.

Juarez was a dirty little town, with whores and politicians, nothing the Clinton's couldn't handle.

She wondered why he was so special, around town they called him the little one, a boy looking for some ass and maybe a free beer once in a while.  He tells everybody that he used to be President of the United States.  She knew they would do anything to fuck her at a discount.

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Have You Ever Had A Cigar Up Your Ass, Welcome to Clintonland - Bill and Hillary Clinton, Socialist Bastards, Doomed for Federal Prison, Donald Trump DOJ FBI join hands, Corrupt Lynch and Comey to be removed.

Hillary Clinton was caught.  Hillary and Bill Clinton operates the blockbuster Clinton Foundation CGI around the globe but they were caught with their guard down by Donald Trump.  

Hillary tries to talk fast her way out of Benghazi Murders, Foreign Muslim Donations, Top Secret Email Scandal and even convince America that the Muslim Brotherhood CAIR and Planned Parenthood murders are good for America.  http://www.clintontarium.com

Glibly Hillary Clinton, Bill Clinton, Huma Abedin are still in hiding after the crushing defeat by Donald Trump, our next U.S. President.  

Bill Clinton, Barack Obama, Hillary Clinton managed to convince the corrupt radical DOJ Loretta lynch and the politically corrupt FBI James Comey to let Hillary Clinton off the hook for her federal crimes, but the people of America are not done with the FBI, DOJ, Lynch, Comey or the Main Stream Media The New York Times, ABC, CBS, NBC, MSNBC, CNN, FOX News, not yet.

The FBI DOJ tried to confuse the taxpayers and legal citizens saying that Hillary Clinton did not intend to break dozens of federal laws, but thinking people understand that she was faithful to nothing, not the law, not the constitution, not the American people, she was faithful to Hillary and Bill Clinton.

There is nothing mysterious about Hillary Clinton, she is a criminal and your suspicions were correct, she sold future U.S. Government favors, grants and money making regulations and even secrets for profit.

Jailing Hillary and Bill Clinton, in conjunction with DOJ Loretta Lynch and FBI James Comey is abundantly justified.

Hillary Clinton is not brave or ingenious, she is a criminal working for The Clinton Foundation and her breathtaking money grab was worldwide and mostly from the enemies of the United States, her espionage was letting people read top secrets held on her illegal private computer email server.

Russia, China, Iran, North Korea and Cuba managed to infiltrate top secrets of the United States thanks to Hillary Clinton. Barack Obama also used the illegal Clinton server, using fake names, just like Chelsea Clinton, most likely hundreds of others.

Barack Obama, Hillary and Bill Clinton and thousands of others created a secret hierarchy, or a shadow government that operated under the surface of the real U.S. Government. The tip-off came during the Benghazi hearings, there were secrets.

Hillary Clinton has been unmasked, she will be jailed.

Bill Clinton, the impeached x-president salesman will also spend time in federal prison as he compromised American security allowing and installing secret email servers, which is against the law. 

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