A little reading material....
September 3, 2016
“Sorry for my late reply, Hassan. Yes, let me tell you about her. The woman is so odd, so starved for validation, so tormented and vain it is a constant surprise to me that anyone takes her seriously. Everyone on the team knows how unwell she is, but they’re more determined than ever to see her win. This woman that has a dozen seizures a day. This godless, shrieking malcontent passed out in her medical van. This walking cadaver. She’s nonfunctional. Hassan, nobody cares. We sober her up for speeches and indulge the press corps with cheap sentiment. The first female president. The last glass ceiling, etc. They trip over themselves lining up behind her. Surely they know it is not her they are getting. It’s the one in the corner, the quiet helper. Your sister Huma. You asked me once how I did it. How did I take the castle? Hassan, I didn’t take it, they gave it to me. Yes, there was a cost. I will admit subjecting myself to AW and WJC is mortal torture. But I do it gladly brother, everything they ask of me. However sick and depraved I do it and I smile, rejoicing at the thought of whose glory I serve”
(And the next question is, ‘Whose glory is she talking about?’)
September 3, 2016
“Sorry for my late reply, Hassan. Yes, let me tell you about her. The woman is so odd, so starved for validation, so tormented and vain it is a constant surprise to me that anyone takes her seriously. Everyone on the team knows how unwell she is, but they’re more determined than ever to see her win. This woman that has a dozen seizures a day. This godless, shrieking malcontent passed out in her medical van. This walking cadaver. She’s nonfunctional. Hassan, nobody cares. We sober her up for speeches and indulge the press corps with cheap sentiment. The first female president. The last glass ceiling, etc. They trip over themselves lining up behind her. Surely they know it is not her they are getting. It’s the one in the corner, the quiet helper. Your sister Huma. You asked me once how I did it. How did I take the castle? Hassan, I didn’t take it, they gave it to me. Yes, there was a cost. I will admit subjecting myself to AW and WJC is mortal torture. But I do it gladly brother, everything they ask of me. However sick and depraved I do it and I smile, rejoicing at the thought of whose glory I serve”
(And the next question is, ‘Whose glory is she talking about?’)
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