It’s never to late to begin thinking about who to appoint to my Cabinet once I’m elected President. In a shocker to my aids and advisors, I’m seriously considering Hillary Clinton as Secretary of Defense.
The woman is tough as nails, doesn’t quit like that patsy Donald Rumsfeld, and isn’t afraid to say in public that she would obliterate Iran if they attacked Israel. It took guts to say that. Those pantsuits of hers are hiding a lot of intestinal fortitude.
The problem is that the Clintons like to play a tag team. Getting just one Clinton on my team will be the challenge. Bill keeps hinting to me that regardless of Hillary’s intentions, he’d like to be Secretary of State, even if for just one term.
I don’t know. I really don’t know. Bill managed to piss of a lot of black folks during the primary elections. I don’t know if he can mend that fence. He would make a very good roaming ambassador of good will, sort of a caped crusader of truth, justice, and the American Way, but without the cape.
I would rather have Hillary as Secretary of Defense. There’s something about a fierce woman wearing pants that will really get the Arabs in a lather.
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