What do Bill Clinton, Jerry Lewis, and Bob Hope have in common? They're old guys guys that used to make their partners look great.
What happens if you separate the entertainer from the straight guy? You get a sidekick that had better be damn entertaining on Day One. Dean Martin and Bing Crosby had that star power. Hillary is no Dean.
I came to this realization from an unlikely source, Mark Steyn, a conservative columnist from Orange County California. He wrote this harsh, but strangely accurate assessment of the Clinton's final days in the limelight.
- With hindsight, the oral sex was a master stroke ... if he hadn't been dropping his pants and appealing to so many of their social pathologies, his party wouldn't have been half so enthusiastic for another chorus of "I Like Ike."
Hillary is what the Clintons look like with their pants up. Their much-vaunted political savvy turns out to be a big nothing ... every time Hillary opens up on him she looks mean and petty, and he gets to do his high-minded Obamessiah routine.
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