Maureen Dowd columns almost always feature two things: 1)attempts to be funny that leave you longing for the scorching wit of Tim Allen and 2)recycled Republican talking points. This week, the combination produces disaster even by Dowd’s extremely low standards:
“Thanks, Pocahontas,” Hillary replies, looking steely. “I can do some things on my own. I did manage to secure a spot in the Ivy League without pretending to be Native American. I hope you noticed that I’ve decorated my house in all the colors of the wind.”
The senator from Massachusetts stands up. “Where’s the bathroom?” she asks. “Can I squeeze in there with the server?”
Hillary gives that big laugh that indicates she is not amused. “No need to go on the warpath,” she says in her best Cersei manner. “Let’s bury the hatchet — in The Donald.”
If someone at the Times ever gets the good sense to relieve her of her duties, she can always get a gig doing PR for Dan Snyder.